Henry the baby corgi doing his version of “downward dog” in yoga this morning

I forgot to post something on Sunday. Well, I didn’t exactly forget, it’s just that I was pretty busy all day and by the time I remembered I needed to post something, it was 8 pm and I was already in bed, reading a book and too tired to get back up to make a blog post.

One thing I did on Sunday is take a walk with a friend who is considering leaving her job, retiring early, and wanted to check in and see how my retirement was going. I realized after we talked I should do one of my What I Learned posts about that topic. That was what I had planned for today, but here it is already 3 pm and I’m feeling a lot like Henry in this picture, so I think I’ll wait and write about that tomorrow.

But before I go, it’s Ringo Blue’s 6th birthday today! He’s the only dog we’ve ever known for sure when or even where they were born, all the others we had to make up a birthday, and it’s easy to remember because it’s the day right after my birthday. The first time I heard about him, I felt a flutter of knowing. The first time I saw a picture of him, I knew. The first time I held him, I was sure. Happy birthday, Little Dude.