Sometimes I don’t feel like playing, and just want to wander around the internet. Problem is, Sparky is certain that I am interesting and fun. He is too adorable to be denied.
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Sparky wants to play Juneteenth Charadethes.
Do we have to say it like that?
“Yup”
Sparky explains that for Juneteenth Charadethes, you have to act out a notable Black character. Sparky went first.
The way he was licking his chops, I had a pretty good idea.
On Morning Edition, NPR was talking about Juneteenth. It’s a big deal. They predicted that highway traffic may be reduced because everybody is off for the federal holiday. I was going to go to Aldi today, I should check if they have reduced hours.
Since Sparky is half Black, I wanted to do something special, but NPR was vague on the Juneteenth traditions. Breakfast in bed is always welcome and appropriate, so I went with that.
On a motorcycle, even a routine drive to work is fun. Being gone since Wednesday, I needed to mow the lawn, so Sparky came out to make it fun.
His first idea, was to walk along the retaining wall to sniff out chipmunks. It looked a little dangerous, but Sparky is a free man with agency, so he can decide for himself. He is pretty graceful, so I wasn’t worried.
On the border between the woods and the lawn, near where I planted the tree, I saw this. It looks like a coyote or hawk got hold of a skunk, and tore it up. Lucky I found this before Sparky did, and unlucky if there is a skunk family in the neighborhood.
At our morning fellowship, I told Sparky that his Uncle Randy, my brother-in-law, had passed away. We’d visited several times, so I thought we should talk about it.
I did go to the gym for a rigorous work out, but salvaged the day when I got home, by laying in the grass with a good puppy.
Sparky says that he feels a little weird after eating that Nutella yesterday, but he looks okay to me.