Things are going from bad to worse around here when it comes to trots.
Yesterday we got a sharp shift down to the end of the street before Ma took off at 7:50.
The sky wasn’t even lit up but it was pretty.
Ma dumped us with Dad and returned at 10:30. I got confused and thought maybe it was Sunday but no.
She took THE THING and me out for another pee and then took off again this time to the tearoom.
This is not good for my waistline and it’s certainly not good for Ma’s.
I was hoping Sunday would be a better day! It’s pouring down so short it shall be.
Blessing#2284-Sun Rise
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