Kind of a grey day.
The dogs went on a little walk with me. My dogs are not fenced in. They could go anywhere they choose. They could go to Canada or Mexico.
Mostly they just stay in our yard, though, waiting on dinnertime.
I find it funny, though, that when I go on a walk they chase after me and wag their tails and bark and make this huge loud deal out of it, and run down the road and through the woods, heralding us to all quiet nature, as if they are now free from their containment and chains and are finally able to go somewhere.
Oh, I see The Home Depot has had a data breach.
Sorry, what? Oh, yeah, the walk. Well, I was done. That was it. We just went on a walk, and it was kind of cold and grey, but pretty, and it sounded like dogs.