There is a boy in one of my classes that likes to whistle really loud, and it reminded me of this, though, my blue dog here had a much quieter whistle.
This old post makes me laugh.
Next day update: Early this morning when I made a regular stop on my way to work, I opened my car door to get out, and saw on the ground about a foot from where I stood up, a child’s old blue paintbrush! I have been making this quick stop for years and have never seen trash or anything unusual on the ground where I normally park. I found this very odd considering this post I published yesterday. Could the blue dog and his cloud know my routine? I smiled and saw this as a friendly sign. I quickly went on my way since I was on my way to work.
