Took a walk with Kix and Tompa yesterday. And Ziglet as well of course. The sun peaked out for a couple of hours and we dreamed about it being warm enough to swim in the pool in Ravenscourt park. It wasn’t. I said warmth win before sun, Kix said the opposite.
Tompa is leaving soon, 4th of June. I will miss him. He’s like a sweet younger brother. If anyone happens to go to Huddiksvall get him to make you a fruity drink.
Ziggy were cool in his Roger from Rhodos t-shirt. He had swag. Too bad he lost against the other dogs. He got so owned another dog spat in his face and jumped over him.
When I came home Oliver cooked me food (again, I’m getting spoiled). Pasta Puttanesca.
I thanked him by looking gorgeous in his hat. I think he felt very lucky.
Aaaw, he did. Look at that ‘I feel so lucky my girlfriend is so amazing that she eats my food and wear my clothes’ face.
Letters to my family 