You might have noticed that I’ve been a bit down because of the cold, snowy spring. Don’t get me wrong – I love bounding around in the snow, but this is just too much too late in the year.
I think Mom noticed my melancholy, so today she got me a little something to remind me that spring really and truly will get here eventually:
How lovely! A blooming blue hydrangea. I think I’ll put it in the dining room:
Wasn’t that thoughtful of Mom?
Yeah, sure. If I can’t eat it it’s useless. How about getting me a blooming bacon bush? That’s something I would appreciate.
I am enjoying my daily feedings a bit more now that there’s some added moisture. Honestly, crunching down on on kiln-dried hunks of god only knows what got old real fast. But a little bit of water goes a long way:
I think the White Sox have had a bit of melancholy, too. Hopefully things will be looking up for all of us. I love you!