I’m back again, and George hit me with his alarm klaxon to make sure I wasn’t slipping into an afternoon torpor 🚨
All I have to say is Hey, Georgie! and he whistles our secret 3 notes 🎶 He’s so amazing!
Sam and Syd were white and golden blurs, respectively, pausing for belly rubs and clothes, then we were out 😎
At the corner of Haddrell and Battery, Sydney paused with a wistful look – when I asked, she sighed, voicing a desire to someday, somehow make it all the way to the end of Patchen Wilkes.
And then, she said, in full view of all that Winchester traffic… pee on everything 🌈