There are times when I’m just happy that Dexter exists because he’s almost 4 years old and still behaves like a young dog, full of energy.

Unlike Grace, the quiet empress in the background that only acts when it’s necessary.

but sometimes he just surprises me when he seems to be immersed in really deep thoughts

And recently he sat at the dog beach and it just reminded me of one of those scenes in Ghost of Tsushima, where the protagonist has to take a break, take it all and write a haiku based on his emotions.

I wonder what goes on inside his brain

A friend of mine gifted him a little friend yesterday. This was the first drive in the car where he didn’t try to crawl in the front and sit next to me.

The friend has not been seen without him (except for dinner, he didn’t invite him for food!)