2017 has been a real year of change. That's life. In just a few short hours 2018 will arrive with all of its promise and uncertainty. Welcome. Our current situation is that I am sitting on the couch with Balto by my side and Scott is sitting in a chair with Blossom in his lap. The celebratory fireworks have begun. Unfortunately, I live less than a mile from South Carolina where pretty much any type of firework is legal. I am not a fan, and the dogs are terrified of them to say the least.
Balto is under the weather...
(The actual reaction to me asking, "Balto, do you want to go for a walk?" I'm pretty sure he was thinking that if he didn't make eye contact I might go away & forget the walk. )