Juney, what's wrong little girl, you do not look quite yourself today?
I looked at your cell phone on the night stand.
I looked at the calendar on the refrigerator.
I looked at our laptop on the table.
OH NO! IT CANNOT BE ...
I am so disappointed, I am unhappy, I am sad.
I am depressed, I am forlorn.
I am utterly inconsolable.
06.30.2025, my month, my month of June,
June in June, June does June,
it is going, going, about to be gone ~
Would you feel better if I gave you a few treats?
Absolutely, pawsitively, please! Then I will live to see another day
and another and another ~ isn't Happy Tuesday tomorrow?