I got a lot done yesterday.
I made sure Mama was up to give us our breakfast at a decent hour. 4 a.m. is decent, right?
I tried to taste test the dry food in the bowl Natasha was eating from. I just wanted her to be safe, right? But I got shooed away.
I did some sprints around the house. I heard Mama say something like, herd of elephants. But she couldn’t be talking about me, right?
I played guitar on the blinds in the den. A fellow has to express his creativity, right?
And all this activity calls for a long nap, right?
Yep, I had a proper Sunday.