I’m a complicator, except when Casey is beside me. Every day is his best day since… well, yesterday. Today is his high tide of happiness until tomorrow brings more kibble in his bowl, more cheese flecks to lick from the kitchen floor, a cascade of moreness in everything from new friends made on the street to the endlessly alluring layers of smell at his favorite peeing corner.
A good dog, a jaunty hat, a silk scarf that seems new because I found it at the bottom of the scarf bin. Shoes to