It has now been one month since Klaus left us. A month that some days feels like hours, and other days feels like years. And in our darkest times, we also had to move from our big house to a small space. I could never have imagined that our lives would change so drastically - we were all just getting used to our move from Los Angeles to Portland, and then this. Klaus was such a huge part of our lives, and he spent literally almost all of his time with his fuzzy son, Bogart, who may miss him more than any of us.
Our lives now revolve around boxes - boxes in storage and boxes here in our apartment - that need to be dealt with. Some days we've been very successful in opening and emptying, other days it's more about pushing around and rearranging. And of course boxes of takeout food. Today's choice was Chinese food. Tofu and veggies. Some for me, and...
Hey Bogart - give me that fortune!
Quickly snatched from the mighty scissor bite of a hungry Airedale:
Thank you oh great fortune cookie - we're trying.
Bogart & Lulu