Chewie.

Adopted from Kuwait.

The occasional pooper in the house.
On those days, he’s not my favorite.
And I consider leaving the yard gate slightly ajar.

Then there are days like this one.
When he sees me leaving.
And he knows.
And he looks sad.
Maybe even guilty.

And I realize something.

He’s grown on me.
Like an unwanted fungus that I can’t seem to shake.

…and when his eyes meet mine, it’s over.

#theeverydayiseverything