The Dogs of San Francisco

I’ve been a bit MIA this week. Mostly my fault although it didn’t help that:
a) I had to run to Sacramento because I’m dogsitting Zoey again, which meant getting up at 5:30 AM.
b) My phone’s charging port stopped working so it was pretty tough to get photos off of it, plus my normal white noise app is on my phone so I had to use my laptop instead.
c) Some (unprintable) person who posts ‘sleep sounds’ on youtube decided that having theirs play commercials after five hours of runtime was a great idea. (You’ve never lived until you’ve been awakened from a sound sleep by someone telling you that your soft drugs might be full of fentanyl. I never got back to sleep, so that was a four-hour night of sleep, lovely.)
d) Work stress. It is cool being the ‘super-duper expert’ on something, right up until that thing goes nuts and you have no idea why.

Still, though, no excuse, because I have all sorts of cute pictures. Including some new ones of Zoey!