It's like he knows my plan is to finish this cup of coffee and get dressed for our walk. I can hear the wind whipping and the wind chime clanging out on the patio. It was darker than dark but now it's turning gray. It's shaping up to be a gloomy sunrise.
I'd usually talk myself out of it. But it's day three. Oh, and it's the first day of the year. And I kind of have a few goals to accomplish this year and bailing on my very first task that helps me accomplish them is kind of a bad omen I think.
So even though he's now perfectly plopped on my feet to keep them warm, I'll taking a few more swigs and head upstairs to change.
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