Sometimes there isn’t much.

Describe one habit that brings you joy.

But there always seems to be my dogs. Like they see who I really am, who I’m meant to be. We don’t deserve dogs.

So how exactly is this a habit?

Like any dog mummy, I talk to my girls. My baby bell. My ImJim. I love them so much. Sometimes it feels like they’re the only ones who listens to me.

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