If you’ve been following this blog, you know that Pippin, my faithful little Maltese is also my writing buddy. If I’m in my office, he’s in his chair (it used to be my reading chair) enjoying the comforts of a heating pad and various blankets. Sometimes it’s difficult to see where the blankets end and where Pip begins.
When you combine that observations with a big ol’ case of “I don’t want to start that writing project today” you end up inventing the new, time wasting game for procrastinators called “Find the Puppy.”
Luckily for all of us, Pippin is a tremendously good sport. Find the puppy.
Here’s the puppy!
Now I think it’s time for me to get back to work.
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Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at [email protected]
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