“Riley” says hello, sorta; a 1.75-year buscapade first; Photoshop art, Alejandro, salad, dancing…
~Wednesday~ While waiting for the 8:15 city bus, that Golden Retriever came out to do his on-demand poo, and as soon as he looked up and saw me at the bus stop, he did a trot up toward me ignoring his owner, whom I’m quite sure was calling, “Riley! Riley!” I thought he liked me … Read more