My eyes popped open at 6:30 this morning. I had only slept about four hours, but I had felt the eyes of the pug on me while I slept, waiting patiently for breakfast. I nudged Matt to feed him. Matt rolled away from me. Amos jumped on my chest and pushed his nose against my forehead. Fiiiiine. I'm up.
After breakfast, I decided to take Amos on an early morning walk through the neighborhood. Usually, we take our walks just before dark, when the day is cool enough for little pugs. But I knew this would be our only opportunity to walk today.
The sidewalk and streets were covered in fog, the grass was dewy. And it was utterly and completely silent. No cars. No people. No construction. Just the click of pug nails and the shuffle of one set of flip flops on the concrete. It was a bliss.
Honorable Mentions:
- Help from a computer genius with technical website difficulties
- Berry pancakes for dinner
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