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My Happy Place
The past couple of days, I’ve been in a bit of a funk. Not depressed exactly, just blah. Unmotivated, going through the motions and doing not even close to my best impression of a functional human.
Maybe it was the insomnia. Maybe it was the heat. Maybe it’s just that damn ol’ menopause, but I couldn’t get out of my own way if I’d bothered to try.
If it weren’t for my puppy, Rudy, I probably would have holed myself up inside. But he needs his fresh air and exercise. It’s not fair to keep him cooped up because his human is in a funk. And just look at his face! Being outside makes him so happy.
So off we went, into nature. I knew it was my happy place. I should have gone earlier, but I was too busy wallowing. And that’s okay, for a while. First, we went to Bellvue Park, which isn’t really “nature”. It’s more of an urban green space along the river.
Rudy LOVES it! There are always people and other puppies for him to meet and greet, and he meets and greets them all.
But my boy needs more than that. He got into a scuffle with a mean dog at the dog park Friday, so we’re staying away from there for…
