Torstai 🇫🇮 - Donnerstag 🇦🇹

Although I had a mediocre night, I wasn’t exhausted after waking up. However, this day wasn’t my day at all. This constant rain kills us. Taking Abby for her walks requires a tremendous amount of time, energy, and patience. Not to mention my physical exertion. Since we agreed on taking Abby for longer walks so she gets used to spending more time with us on a leash without pulling it, I plucked up the courage and decided to walk with her for at least 45 minutes during each walk, regardless of the weather. As a result, I’m knackered, she is knackered, and I lack the enthusiasm and energy to continue with my daily plan more and more. Each walk takes at least one and a half hours, including the walk and the after-party, e.g., washing her paws and abdomen and picking the thorns from her fur. Summer, where are you??? So, at seven o'clock in the morning, we're off for the walk, and at 8:30 a.m., both of us are ready for breakfast which takes another 45 minutes. It includes preparation, consumption, and washing the dishes afterwards. All in all, I spend two hours and fifteen minutes on Abby every morning and every evening. Only the afternoon walk is shorter. To top it off, one of the tasks I got for homework gets on my nerves. It’s a speech by an American individual - I tried to be as PC as possible, but she is a gay woman, admittedly - talking about duality. Her style, approach, and example stories couldn’t engage me at all, which made writing about the task even more challenging. I skipped this exercise for now.

The weather is shite. It’s been raining since Monday, and the whole country is under water. It’s not as bad as in Italy, though. Poor Italians suffer greatly these days from the catastrophic amount of water pouring down from the heavens. According to the weather forecast, the next few days will bring better weather, but I don’t believe them. My trust is long gone. Despite promising rain-free Wednesday and Thursday, we haven’t seen the Sun since Monday.

And the worst part of the story is that there are five more nights ahead without Ági, which seems insanely long…I’ll go and grab some chocolate…

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Chillaxing

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