
Heeey..! No beggin’.

Heeey..! No beggin’.

It’s okay. We’re doing okay. So are you. And haircuts will come.

Rough day in the R-W den, for both humans and pups. And still we do hard things. Even when they last longer than we thought they would. And I am remembering that there’s a chance to relax and know things on the exhale of every deep breath I take.

Dishwasher swallows dog, makes Rorschach doll from remains. Details at 11.

This is your reminder to paws every 30 minutes and take two deep breaths. 6……4….6……
Be at Home
Lord, this house has shrunk. Three floors of living space, and we stack ourselves in one room. By the mercy of God or a deeper toolbox, we get along. We who have fought like cats in a bag, seeking refuge from the world in incompatible ways, make popcorn, and sit, and watch the same damn show for one sweet hour.

Paws.
P.S. It was a No-Inside-Puddles Day. Good boy..!
I would argue, Stevie Woods, that you *can* win ‘em all, and that tomorrow is a new day, but…we did not have a puddle-free house today, and your song kept running through my head. Lace on those roller skates if you have ‘em. (Watch out for puddles.)





Not puppies. Equally delicious.

“Your only order of business is to find one aspect of your life which gives you no trouble & only joyous thought, and fixate on it.” Abraham-Hicks