Summer gets into you without you noticing. I have stroller-tan hands from walking Teapot out when it’s sunny. I’ve consumed my weight in fat blueberries and squishy nectarines. Dinner is whatever can be cooked without turning the oven on. Teapot’s been sleeping in a sleeveless onesie made for boys; Teapot’s dad calls it her muscle-T. And for the dog… well, the dog’s coat was looking a bit dusty from rolling in what passes for grass at the dog park (though I shouldn’t complain; at least it’s somewhat green, versus the gravel dog parks the city has elsewhere). So into the shower for her. Grey water flowed off her and down the drain. I gave her a half-hearted towel-dry before sending her off to get dirty again.


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