I don’t feel so good. I keep thinking it’s outta control allergies, but I’m at work tonight and I’m feeling all squoodgy and shaky, and I’ve been freezing for two days. I never have a chill, and on the few occasions that I do, I normally enjoy them, usually running too hot.
And this is a long week. This isn’t my normal night to work, but working tonight gets me an extra night off for the Europe trip. (YAY! Yay!) But that means five nights in a row, 12 hour shifts, 2 hours of commute time. Not much time at home, none to left over to wash dishes. Lala, reuse your glasses, okay?
The good news is that I found a new, wonderful dog park right close to the house — it’s only 10 minutes up the road in Castro Valley, as opposed to the beach, which is 30 minutes each way in traffic out on the other side of town. (Every afternoon before work, I take the dogs to the park — Clara needs to run with other dogs every. single. day. or she eats things. Like yarn. And magazines on Buddhism. (I hope she needed the dharma more than Lala.))
(This is for visitors searching for the Castro Valley Dog Park: Because it is so hidden that it took me over an HOUR to find the dog park near my house, and there exist no directions online to find it, and the address listed is not actually where you need to go, here you go: exit at Center off 580, head north on Center (NOT as you would think, on Crow Canyon), and go right on Paradise Knolls, the parking lot is all the way at the end. You’re welcome. Enjoy.)
Lala took this at the beach — Clara goes FAST. And the little dog that was chasing her was one of the funniest, bossiest little dogs I’ve ever seen. They had a ball.
And the one-handed dog:
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