After weeks of staying inside and being regulated to just the balcony, Ginger can now go forth out into the big wide world.
and boy does she love it. So much to see and smell, so many weird and gross things to walk in and also try to eat.
Oh! maybe I should buy her those little paw booties! I’ve seen them at the stores. Especially once it gets super cold and snowy. Brrr. Or I could crochet her some. How cute would that be. So fucking cute it makes me sick.
I do feel sad though. awww her sweet perfect soft little pink paw pads are going to get all black and rough. Ugh. We were safe once. Now it is ruined. Her innocence, lost to the chaos. But that’s just the way of the world. You can’t stop it.
And in the mean time, I can keep enjoying the nice fall weather. it isn’t exactly New England, but it sure beats stupid Arizona.