I wake up, roll over and wake my dog up if he isnât already awake. I think it is so supremely cute and makes me feel loved how excited he gets when I say, âGood morning!â He is also really patient and if he notices Iâm awake, but I havenât said anything to him yet, he will stay where he was laying and wait oh so eagerly for me to greet him before he crawls up to cuddle. After I get some time to pet him, I get out of bed to pee and brush my teeth. I feed Oz dog, and get him ready to go get coffee. We walk to the coffee shop about 10 minutes away. The baristas all know him and are obsessed with him, so he gets little treats. Sometimes they even give him bacon or sausage. When it is too cold to make the long walk, we go to the place basically eighth across the street from my apartment. They give out pup cups, but their coffee isnât as good. Better for Oz, not so much for me. On our way back, I usually check the little free library. When I get home and my coffee is about half finished, Iâll smoke a bit and set out to start whatever project Iâve got to work on that day be it dishes, or laundry, or writing, or making jewelry. Something about mixing caffeine and thc gets me in the right mindset to really get shit done.
Pictured below is the man in question.
