June was a month where we said
farewell to lockdown fur (although
the humans were still hanging on
to theirs) and hello to getting
older and wiser as Dad and yours
truly (Harris, that is, as I’m
always the narrator around here)
celebrated our birthdays.
Birthdays usually mean a day trip
somewhere for an adventure, but
this year was a little different
as we had to stay local. Still,
we got outside and we explored
sniffs. When you’re a small hound
with 120 million scent receptors
in your nose, even local
adventures get interesting.