Animals have particular habits. Allie has routines, where she spends various and specific parts of her day, what she plays with and ignores, which of her bowls she prefers. She doesn’t like to touch bare skin, but she’s happy to claw her way up a pants leg. There’s a certain pillow she’ll sit on readily, and others she’ll ignore.
We also have several throws that circulate through the living room and she has preferences. Some of them she’ll walk across or even sit on. Some of them she’ll walk on. A few she has decided she likes. Around this white one, however, she’ll remind you of the old lava game we all played as children. And so this is how you know it is cold out just now:
Here’s the super duper moon peeking through the clouds this evening:
That’s from the parking deck as I headed home for the night. By the next super moon, your phone will take a much better photograph, I bet.
