Doing My Best

Sometimes I wish I could do, you know, human stuff. Go grocery shopping, cook meals for mum, have opposable thumbs so I could write blips. Drive us places in the car. I do have lots of important jobs, but right now, it’s just not enough. Because mum is wobbly and dizzy and not well at all and is a returning client at the doctor’s office. And there is only so much a small black dog can do about it.

Which is why our blipping at the moment is rubbish. We’re both sorry. Hoping to be back when things get better.