Not terribly dramatic but I have some sort of plague. My husband is being a saint and taking my mother and our adult daughter to my brother’s house an hour away (Mom can’t drive that far). So it’s me and the dog lounging on the couch.

Leo is big mad that various neighbors have people over.

I’m in Texas and we have paleta guys (a paleta is a kind of popsicle but it often has chunks of fruit in it). They have ice creams and the bags have snacks. They often also sell fruit. Fortunately our weather means it’s almost year round.

My own Pillow Pet (stuffed with rocks and resentment rather than fluff.)

My dog is your dog’s cousin.

I have it handled.

He’s somewhat catlike.

I just had this break my brain.

Leo says welcome! He’s been home for 6 weeks. He is a VelociLabtor.

Yep