Ah, January. A new year, a fresh start on the pain.
I kid. My knees actually haven’t been as bothersome lately. Perhaps it’s the Doggie Yoga to which I’ve been accompanying my Two-Legged Pets. Perhaps all the rain we’ve been receiving lately has perversely relaxed my knees.
My pets actually tried to put me in a sweater the other day. A sweater. With little doilies and fluffy balls of cotton.
Whatever the reason, I am grateful. Any bit of relief is welcome, especially considering how crazy the humans have been lately. Is there something about this time of year that leads my ape-descended fellow Earth inhabitants to lose all rationale thought? My pets actually tried to put me in a sweater the other day. A sweater. With little doilies and fluffy balls of cotton.
I couldn’t help but give them my saddest puppy dog face when Mother lorded over me the next day, a shredded pink mess hanging from her hand.