12 on the 12th, 9.12.24

as tradition, i took today off for bagel’s birthday. i woke up and let him out. i had to grab a leash because we had a technician in the house trying to fix the thermador in the kitchen. afterwards, i took him to the park where we did our laps. on the way home we stopped by starbucks for a pupcup. i got some dragon refresher drink and it wasn’t good at all. i never go to starbucks because reading their menu is like attempting to translate a foreign language to me. plus, i never like their drinks no matter how many chances i give them. guess it’s not my thing, but i’m happy other people enjoy it. anways after coming home, i brushed his teeth and we both took an afternoon nap. for the evening, we went to the beach. as sun set, it looked so beautiful. for a moment i didn’t feel like we were in new england. life was so vibrant though. people were walking, running, riding bikes, on the beach looking for shells, and there were people posted in the grass reading and listening to music. it’s sad that i don’t come here more, even more sad the good weather is going away. i definitely need to pull up, set up shop, and write surrounded by all this life. i think bagel had a good birthday. he turned 12 on the 12th and it makes me emotional. we stopped by pellana on the way home to get him a ribeye. pellana has my favorite ribeye and by the looks of his bowl after i gave it to him, it’s his as well.
like father, like son.

happy birthday to the love of my life, my son, bagel!!!

i love you so much.

-ratha, 9:12pm, 9.12.24