Month: December 2023

You could certainly point to this recent article in Stuff as a riposte to my previous post.

I really should have included a photo or two of Max.

I’ve been playing Sia’s Christmas album on high rotation this December, whenever possible.

There seems to be a trend on the internet of pointing out how incomprehensible the humour of the youth of today is.

Or, in further defense of my mother.

I cut the tip of my left index finger a few days ago, on a can of dog food.

We’re well into the cruise ship season here in the capital, so the place is swarming with snap happy tourists.

For some reason I forgot to post this back in October, so here it is as bonus content.

Lovely gift from the boss,

As it turns out, we were looking at new puppies even before Poppy got sick so very recently.