The start of a fresh new week. Let’s do this! Since I was wallowing in my misery for the entirety of the weekend, I forgot to mention that yesterday was my dachshund’s birthday. He turned the big 35 – (5 years). We started noticing the white hair coming in on his chin and nose starting last year. It’s really weird to see your dog age. Is this how it’s going to feel when I have a child? Will I never see my child as an adult? Because I still call Mickey my puppy and still exonerate him for accidentally peeing on the kitchen floor.
I’ll be starting work soon so please enjoy the pictures from the last 3 days. Bon Siman! (Papiamentu: Have a great week!)