My silly brain has become enamored with the idea of getting a tiny e-reader for some reason (that is quite possibly mostly the fact that it thinks they're cute)

But between the part that can't decide which one (or even how tiny is tiny enough) and the (very reasonable) part that insists I don't need any more e-ink devices (undoubtedly true), nor more stuff to carry around in my pockets (also true), it remains an intrusive thought that continues to pop up in my mind at random.

She's getting up there in years (10), and has some congenital hip issues (as biggish dogs tend to), so she doesn't want to go out every day anymore.
Sometimes I have to really insist to get her out of the house for a bit.

So I cherish these days when she's enthusiastic about going for a walk (♡˙︶˙♡)
I hope we still get to have plenty.

She's sleeping next to me as I type.