There’s something monumentally anticlimactic about flipping the calendar over on to a New Year.
I mean yes, it actually is a new year. But it’s also just a mere 24 hours since you last woke up.
So you haven’t really Rip van Winkled your way through twelve months. Just six hours (if you have dogs that’s about all the sleep they’re going to let you get).
And on that topic…
Today is 2nd January 2020 and it is Robyn’s birthday, One year old – which is very difficult to believe, because none of us (humans) can remember a time when Robyn hasn’t been with us.
28th February 2019 was the day she came to live here.
We love her to bits.
And she us.