MAY
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There are two words that really sum up
our May: lockdown fur. You know what
we’re talking about, right? At first
you shrug it off. It’s a new look, you
think. It’s cool to let your fur down
once in a while. But weeks pass. By
the middle of May you no longer
resemble a wirehaired dachshund. Your
fur has gone wild. You brush it one
way, then another. You rummage through
your accessories. A bandana will help,
you think. And then you have to accept
that you look like a small feral being
of indeterminate origin. And it’s
okay, because everyone else you know
looks the same. Including your humans.
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Even though we spent May in lockdown
(this strange new mode that all our
humans have adopted since March) we
still had our daily walks, exploring
our local beach and the ash lagoons.
As the days were getting warmer in
May, I took up paddling (which I
love). There were sniffs a’plenty.
The world may have been on ‘pause’
but sniffs are never paused.
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I’m being a little tentative here thanks
to the pebbles and shells underpaw.
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Stay safe friends!
love, Harris + Bracken
CREATED BY

vegan / yoga / exploring ♡ Harris + Bracken Steller ambassador 📍Scotland

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