“Niko, it’s going to rain again.” That’s the look of one very upset little man. While the days inside are full of chases on slippery tile and Ma’s ‘inside only’ toys, they aren’t nearly as exciting as the great outdoors. To be honest, I think I made this same face as Alexa told us the forecast…
So, here we are again, at our breakfast table, both staring at the wet world outside. We aren’t accustomed to having the doors closed these days. We. Are. Bored.
At least Niko will enjoy the new flowers to sniff once we can go outside. He and the others will play and get muddy because that’s how you have the best fun.
The dog run, btw, was ripped out earlier this month as our dogs have just as much right to go where they want as we. This way of thinking is also why I have a stiff back today, as I had two chins snuggling in extra close all night… Moving was not an option. Spoiled. Rotten.
It’s been a hot minute since Michiyo was a puppy, so I’d forgotten about how much they love to explore wet ground… Niko’s new obsession is going around the yard and digging random holes; he’s clearly attempting to break my ankles so that all I can do is sit and give ear scritches.