Hello dear readers,
Sorry for the late post, but things are not going so well today. We’re limping along—Honey Girl with a sore paw and me with a migraine—and hoping to feel better later on. There are few things so sad as a limping pet ☹
Sometimes that’s all we can do, isn’t it, just limp along. Sometimes it happens, it’s inevitable: you hit a Slump. As Dr. Seuss wrote, “And when you’re in a Slump, / you’re not in for much fun. / Unslumping yourself / is not easily done.”*
Oh well. Maybe admitting the Slump is the first step toward leaving it? Here’s hoping so (and hoping her limp is a just passing phase… )
Fyi: yesterday’s face mask production:
*Dr. Seuss, Oh, the Places You’ll Go! (New York: Random House, 1990).