Wagging Tail-546

When Ma takes me out around six thirty so I can off load the fluid accumulated overnight it is pitch black.

The stars are fab.

We admire the plough and the little bear.

Of course the most brilliant as you’d expect is the dog star.

Shines bright as a diamond just me.

Tonight the clocks fall back which means the demon will no longer sleep as late.

She’s definitely from another galaxy. We are poles apart. I’d give anything to have her transported back where she belongs!

Blessing #1147– Time Travel

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