Ironing

Hello, Orange here!

Some evenings, Daniel puts up something called an ironing board, and with the help of an electric thing in plastic and light metal, curiously called an iron due to historical reasons, makes his shirts look presentable. He did this tonight. I am not envious of him. I shed my coat twice a year, the rest of the time it is just as beautiful as anybody could wish for, without me doing anything. It must be hard being a human sometimes. I am glad I am a dog.