Day 3: The Dog is Sad

Maxx, the dog spent most of yesterday clinging to me and sleeping at my feet. (He spent the night cuddled up on the bed as well.) This generally means he’s really, really tired. Instead of running with him, I decided to bike to Mo’Joe Coffee House.

I haven’t gotten my writing done yet, but I’ve knocked some work off my to do list. Tonight, I write.

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