Monday, June 06, 2016

6-6: On This Day

She's like a big, furry toddler. Just when the two-legged ones are pretty much self-sufficient, I decided I needed a dog. Something to cuddle when the children are over it. But she's never been a cuddler, she's all teeth and claws and loves to play and hates to be held down. My dog, the feminist, she's kept us up all night like my children did, coughing and sighing. This Monday morning calls for a superhero-sized cup of coffee that I may engage my own inner superhero feminist who fights for what's right but on the inside really just wants to catch up on Game of Thrones and take a nap.

1 comment:

  1. I love this picture of Trixie. It's like she's making eye contact with you to let you know that she's going to give you some trouble today.