Tuesday, January 1, 2019

One One

It seems a shame not to have a post on the first day of a new year, but there really isn't much to say. 
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 Last night, fireworks caused Tap to bark and bark and bark, drowning them out.

This morning I made a trip to a laundromat and washed my non-darks.

So, yeah.  

That's the first day of what will be my 59th year.

2 comments:

Kim in Oregon said...

We had freaked out dogs here too. When did NYE become a crazy fireworks/gun night?

kathy b said...

My 59th too! Fezzik was all upset on jan 1. Not sure if he was picking up on my sadness that zach was gone back or if fireworks had bothered him. Poor baby

Look. . .

Someone (and you know who you are) said that my lion looks like a bear in a veterinary Elizabethan collar. And now I can't unseen it.