03/24/22 couch

I’m on the couch tonight because Maple couldn’t be upstairs. I felt for her sitting down in the dark all alone. I could hear her whimpering; questioning where I was and why I wasn’t sleeping snuggled up with her. I am sleeping on the couch tonight. Big fluffy comforter and my pillow. Miss Maple snugglingContinue reading “03/24/22 couch”

03/16/22 – Maple Florence, My Love

Morning walks through wet grass toward the mulch piles and muddy trails probably wouldn’t happen if you weren’t in my life. Alert yet unaware, not sure which path to choose, which path will lead to scents and trails of new experiences. I blissfully yet blindly follow you. A Paragon of adolescence, always bounding and pouncing,Continue reading “03/16/22 – Maple Florence, My Love”

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