Probably every single photo from June will NOT be of Maisy.
Buuuut this one is.
Tuesday was a sucky blah day for me. Nothing catastrophic happened. There's nothing specific to blame for how I was feeling - which was tired, and cranky, and frustrated that nothing seemed to go according to plan.
When I finally got home from work our neighbors' puppy was outside. He is a roly-poly little gold fluffball named Shep, and Maisy loves him more than she loves dental chews, her Kylo Ren bone and Sophie's tail combined. I let her out to play with him and they tumbled around the yard for awhile, and when we came back inside this was her face for a good half hour.
That, along with some porch-sitting later, was easily the best part of my Tuesday.