I know I haven't been getting out much. And now Boy #1 is sore because I ate his new Christmas football.
Well, I want to be of service. I can't pull the sun closer. So I have decided to become a SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) therapy dog.
I went online and ordered some SAD desk lamps and made myself a SAD headlamp. All you have to do is spend 30-120 minutes a day with me and you will be bathed in therapeutic rays that will cheer you up.
Do I get a treat now?
Happy dogs are here again!
ReplyDeleteDear, sweet Carmella, may I come over to bask in your therapeutic glow?
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