Being unemployed last year wasn't fun and maybe one day I'll write about the uncomfortable places it took me to, but it did give me bright days and long hours hanging out with my Dante. I'm only at home late at night these days so we cuddle whenever we can.
So meet Dante. He's 4 years old, scared of rats, gets his head stuck in anchovy packets, doesn't contribute to society, and is the love of my life.
