constant practice

by Georgia O’Keeffe

Yesterday I snapped at my puppy. He was having a wild case of the zoomies in the backyard and trying to rip my favorite sweatshirt apart with his teeth. He’d already left a nice bite mark on my wrist and it was raining hard, which doubly irritated me since I hate the rain. I raised my voice and when that didn’t work (why would it work…