A place to babble endlessly about the mundane ongoings of my life the center of which are... hockey, dogs, and cake.
Friday, April 14, 2017
Satin visited me in a dream early this morning. She even let me pick her up and hold her on my lap. Goofy dog. I miss you. This happened after I was woken by the yippie dog next door who started at 6:30. Seriously, if you put your dog out and it starts barking at that hour how do you not do something to shut it up promptly?