Murphy (just turned 1) is my friend, and your friend, and the friend of everyone on the train.
BART is, technically, closed to dogs. A rule that is sometimes gently nudged aside by an adorable coldwetnose.
I love the blurry ears. You can almost hear them wiggling.
Everybody looks at a corgi. Just… everybody.
Are you getting all better now? Fingers crossed that you are!
Getting better, sure am! I of course expected instant recovery, which (since I’m no longer 25) was just not in the cards, but things are better than they were two days ago, and will hopefully be better still in another two days. Thanks for thinking of me!
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