Duke has occasionally been crawling under our bed in the middle of the night and in the morning we have no idea where he is then we hear whining because he’s stuck so Jerimiah has to lift the bed a little and I have to coax him out by calling him “…such a pretty boy…” among other ridiculous things.
This morning he refused to Army-crawl out and I had to physically slide him from under the bed but I wasn’t even mad that he wanted to stay under the bed all day and probably what I mean to say is same, girl.

Of course this is a pic of Winnie because Duke refused on account of him being overdue for his hair appointment.
But I think Winnie is better to see today because she is a Doodle, part Black Standard Poodle, part Great Pyrenees and those dogs originated in Anatolia thousands of years ago which makes her a smart, beautiful Black girl with a little Turkish in her and she’s immensely proud of her heritage.
She’s strong, independent*, and fierce. She’s the best thing to happen to our couch in decades.
Take deep breaths today, y’all.
Hydrate.
It’ll all be over soon.
Take care of yourself and try not to worry.
M.
*This is brazen lie
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