Trixie would like to point out that she can maintain social distance just fine, provided a sufficient number of pillows is available.
Approach and ask your question, mortal!
You cannot run from the love of Trixie, least not while she’s sleeping on your legs.
I’ve been a bit worn out this past month and haven’t been hiking in a couple of weeks, we’ll see how this weekend goes. I’m not completely exhausted like I was when we moved and during the last weeks of Ellie’s life, and I haven’t had to work long hours, rather it’s just that there’s been a lot going on, a lot to learn, and it’s taken a bit out of me. It hasn’t helped that this past week the night owl has been reasserting himself, if only I could sleep like Boo! Thankfully while he was pretty stressed after Ellie died our resident philosopher has been doing better lately.
“Can’t we watch one more episode of Doctor Who?”
“Are you sure Boo? It’s getting late, you won’t be too tired tomorrow? I’ll happily wait until we can watch it together.”
“No, no, I’ll be fine! Bring on ‘The Monster of Peladon’!”
Cut to the next day …
Put your arms around me
I to sleep
Whisper that you love me
I to dream