…. it’s been that kind of day. CW: illness, blood, inadvertent self-harm . I’ve grown more klutzy as I get older. This morning started, first thing, even before I got out of bed, with me opening an inch-long gash on my elbow bone courtesy of a laptop I’d left at my bedside. It continued withContinue reading “Day 702, with tiny sacrifices”
Everything is wild and scary and desperate, and I needed a break. So, photos! First, the sweetness of my snugglebug: (img desc: Kizu, a fawn dog with goblin ears, lays her greying muzzle on my pink pants and looks up at me pleadingly, hoping for food.) Even though I’m trapped in the house, there’s someContinue reading “Day 161, with small comforts”
We are going to miss this view, this park, the birds, and the people we know and love here. 😢
She loves chasing the ball, and after running for a bit she’ll find whatever lilbits of shade she can find. 💜
She loves her park time.
A few big pics below the cut.
On the 3-month anniversary of her adoption. (Description: A small fawn-colored dog with a purple harness chews industriously on a stick with her right paw raised, caught in the process of holding the stick down. )
I think ending the new year with a bit of obsessive dog-love is an excellent use of my time.