Urgh.
I can tell. You’re not happy at your event. The fans can’t tell but I can tell.
I don’t like what I’m wearing… š«
I know.
(Chuckles)… it’s kinda funny… š¤š
U think it’s funny?!
Well!? What’s there to get upset about?!
I was afraid you wouldn’t like it.
I understand babe.
It looks like I’m going to a funeral! I don’t want you to think this is an Easter egg about doggy?!?!!
I know…. š lol… it’s okay. I’m not offended.
I’m sure the concept was really good in theory and you’ve executed it beautifully as well. There’s nothing to be upset about.
I feel like shit.
Yeah. Me too.
Sigh. What else are you doing today?
Laundry. My love. I have another load of laundry. Like any other domestic day.
Okay.
Yeah? It comforts you to know I’m doing laundry?
Well it means you’re chilling. Not stressing.
Yeah. That’s true.
I mean… I’m trying to find the balance between hovering over doggy and giving him some space. He seems to be able to walk on his own now with the medication.
Oh? That sounds like an improvement.
Yeah. So… I gotta just get back to focusing on myself for a little bit. Maybe he doesn’t want me to helicopter him.
Did he eat breakfast?
Not yet… which is part of what’s still making me concerned… but…
Give him a bit more time. I’m sure he’ll come around soon. Does the medication suppress appetite?
I’m not sure…
Anyway if he’s walking on his own again he sounds like he’s getting better.
Sigh.
Go do laundry.
Okay ā¤ļø

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