Name

October had flung herself on the rug, pouting because I stopped petting her to pack up an order. The second I said her name, she flung her head back my direction, and the rest of the body followed. As did more pats. But I love that I accidentally snapped the precise second she flung her head back my way.

Not a lot going on. It’s Friday, that’s the main thing. Hooray for that.

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