“He figured out how to throw it himself, and we then we didn’t need humans anymore.”
“He’s dyslexic. He’ll throw it, but then he doesn’t know what to do.”
“I never thought I’d lose interest in fetch, but it’s just not the same when one of us throws it.”
“That boy of ours is going to be on top one day, dear. While all the other pups are fetching, he’s practicing his throw.”
I’m thinking of you tonight, Walt.
Happy Birthday!
When you sauntered into this world,
foreseeing me thinking of you now,
your leaves, your face, your postures, your secret loves,
and all the things that made you twist through
from who knows where to here and back,
how did you come out wearing that hat!
My Myers-Briggs profile goes: Extrovert, Intuitive, Feeling, Perceiving.
In my element
Out of my element, I’m depressed and withdrawn. Triggers are
These things help
It was Bob Dylan’s 66th birthday this week. When I discovered BuzzDash a few days ago, I thought of Dylan for my first poll. If I had to pick my favorite songwriter I’d have a hard time picking between Dylan and Lennon. What do you think?
