Dog-sitting – Day Three

The third day of dog sitting. My dad made me get up at 10am again today, early by my standards. My dad gave him a chewstick before going out to stand behind a horse and probably smell like one as well. Woofimus Maximus seems to ignore the chewstick when it’s just me in the house, for some reason unknown to me. Dad said he will be back at the usual time, which is in around three and a half hours.

Day 877 of being in the closet. The dysphoria seems to have subsided, for now.

~ Gwen