You are typing and you hear crunching, and your first instinct becomes, ‘WHAT ARE YOU EATING?!?!’ and then you look up, suspicious and adrenaline pumping, and he’s eating…his breakfast out of his dog bowl like a good boy.
Anyway, I’ve started and stopped and rethought and restarted and restopped several writing posts here in the past couple of weeks. I’m hoping to fortify my motivation and courage and put something of substance out soon. But until then, here’s a silly, shameless puppy photo.
Happy Halloween (or happy blue moon, or happy weekend, or happy Samhain or Dia de los Muertos or All Saints/Souls’ Day).