I woke up with a darn mood. No doubt I slept early but the mood, nonetheless- crappy. I barked at just about everyone, and that’s bad as the last time I checked, I wasn’t a bitch dog. Still a human it seems.
The only time I laughed today was when Milo, my reaching-puberty-at-6-months old boy cat walked around with milk moustache after drinking his milk. He looked so funny. But of course, he didn’t know that.