The air smells different today. Hoomans are celebrating love, buying heart-shaped chocolates. They call it Valentine’s Day. I call it my birthday.
So my hooman and I got up early. She promised me a long walk and a lovely trip around Istria. She checked the weather and confidently announced that after weeks of rain, it was finally warm and dry. We are going!
Naturally, ten minutes later, it started raining like hell. Apparently, the sky had not been consulted.
