Hello everybody! I'm sooooo sorry I missed you last week. Our human lost Friday and by the time she found it, it was Sunday and I didn't think anyone would be here.
Anyhoo. Spring is here and I am happy. Warm sun. Luscious green grass. I hope cold foggy summer never comes! The weather people say it's colder than a San Francisco summer in some places, so if you live in one of them here's something nice toasty to think about:
Ahhhhh. The only thing better than fresh spring grass is fresh baked bread! I found it on the way home from the farmer's market the other day.
The nice bread man's name was Zachary and he let me have a sample of something called levain. Google says that's French for sourdough, but I say it's Dutch for faaaaabulous!
I was *very* tempted to pull a Pug and breathe all over the levain so my human would have to buy it, but unlike Pug I have manners. So I sat. And waited. And stared politely at Zachary, his bread and the little bowl of butter (!).
When a lady on a bike wanted a sample of Zachary's levain, of course I moved out of her way. But I did not take my eyes off the fresh baked goodness. Or the bowl of butter.
After a few long minutes of staring, my human said it was time to go. She apologized to Zachary and his levain for being gluten-free and promised me I'd get an extra cookie when we got home...
Until next week,