We went for a walk in Oakalla today; it was perfect fall weather, the crunch of leaves, and Alex being endlessly entertaining and then on cue, quite crabby. He’s stressed out from the start of school and being constantly told to be quiet because the downstairs neighbours think he’s too noisy.
Somebody’s letting of BearScares and I’m happy Buster’s inside. We took off the cone of shame long enough to clean his feet and then put it back on.
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