Coco’s been doing this thing lately where she doesn’t eat her nighttime Whimzee right away. She waits. I’m not sure what she’s waiting for, but I give it to her, and she just kind of watches me until I come to bed, and she keeps it close by, but she doesn’t start eating. I have to reach over and pick it up for her again and show it to her, and then she starts to chew on it. So weird.
I don’t understand her thought process sometimes. Like, for a while, she was convinced that the microwave was the worst thing ever. Hated the way it beeped. Now, she doesn’t even bat an eye.
Such a silly dog. The photo tonight is of her right now, finally eating her Whimzee as I type this journal entry.
I had a good day off. We went and saw the new Mission Impossible and, I have to admit…it started out rough…but holy moly did it end well. Soooooo good. One of the best, no doubt. It was a masterclass in stakes and complications. More on all that when I write my review for it, which I hope to be able to do tomorrow, but bravo to Chris McQuarrie. Really, really good.
Tomorrow is another work day, so I’m going to sign off here. I have my own stakes and complications to write.
Catch you l8er 🙂