Distant Muses

My feet wriggle into the comfort of earth, my soul flies amongst shimmering jewels on a midnight velvet sky. The endless possibilities of distant homes ignite my imagination, sparking poetry, so foreign to my tongue. The stars make poets of us all.

D is for… doggy breath

Y’all know how much I love my fur baby, Rani.

Rani has terrible doggy breath at the moment because of a build up of plaque after four months in a kennel where her food wasn’t regulated, and her teeth weren’t regularly brushed. Despite the bad breath, she’s an adorable little pup.

So for today’s post, I’m going to link you to her Facebook page. I (she) posts photos, videos and self-care tips over there. It’s a bit of silly fun in a hectic, overwhelming world.