It’s currently a beautiful day out. The rain dried up, the sun is out, the air is warm and the wind is cool. I was originally gonna play with my coco, my little yorkie, but then remembered that I have practice today.

although I dread leaving my baby here, I realize that I can just call you up instead to take care of her.

after a while, you come to my place and take care of her. I have a list on the counter, so you walk over to see what it is. “okay..we played, I fed her and now..” you say to yourself before getting to the last part “ohhh, bath time” it says. You didn’t know how to feel at first, even though I told you she’s good with baths.

eventually, you do bathe her, and she does well. No barking, trying to escape, just sitting there and taking in the soap and water as some music plays in the background. After the somewhat long bath, you grab a towel for her even after she shook her whole entire body to get water droplets off.

you put the towel on her, and was about to dry her off— that was until I open the door and yell “I’m back!” from downstairs, as if it was a calling of some sort, coco’s ears perk up and immediately she heads downstairs, her towel somehow still on her head as her feet go faster than ever to greet me at the door