Appreciate the little things and take photos of the mundane. That’s what we miss when circumstances change.
We have a nice little routine. Sparky probably wakes up first, but he doesn’t get out of bed because he has the electric blanket he received last Christmas. It’s just a $15 heating pad, but it’s pretty nice for a dog.
Sparky got pretty salty when I told him that the truck is gone. He really likes car rides, and he thought they were over.
It’s been cold and rainy all day. It’s 45o F outside, but with the drizzle, it’s miserable. Sparky and I are taking a mental health day, so we don’t have to do shit. The wood stove is blazing and there is enough wood racked to keep the house warm and cozy all day.
Sparky gets nothing out of a cold and rainy day. Until the fire in the wood stove gets going, he intends to lay right here. If I want to rub his belly, that would be okay with him.
“Why are you staring at me?”
Thinking about the green ball mystery, I took some photos of the ball pit this morning before sunrise.
Sparky brought all of his charm, wit and vigor to our visit with my sister and niece.
When I got up this morning, this was in the dining room. Nothing has been touched except the green ball at the bottom of the photo. I bumped it with my foot.
Sparky just returned from a three-day camping trip to Punderson State Park. Friends and I got to go with him. Sparky wanted me to ask him some questions to help him tell his story.
Dogs fetch slippers in the cartoons, why won’t Sparky?
Sparky wants to go out in the morning. I want to take him out, but don’t know where I left my Croks. My house is modest, so it isn’t a long search, but if my Crocs aren’t in the first place I look, it’s tempting to abandon the search, and sit for coffee.
Sparky could go get them, but instead, he sits there judging me.
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