Diary entry: June (winter in the Southern Hemisphere)
Today I discovered something about myself and my new companion Gigi.
Although I like being small, my smallness can be problematic. Today I ambled nonchalantly through the crunchy leaves still on the ground, looking for a good place to photograph the colours and textures. I went deeper into the leafy pile and never noticed just how big the leaves were. They overwhelmed me, and I became quite breathless. From my tiny viewpoint, it suddenly felt like I was in the depths of a steamy, tropical jungle. I imagine I was almost impossible to see – I certainly couldn’t see how to get out. Luckily the ever-present Gigi used her special doggy-senses to find and lead me out of the jungle.
Normally I have to get myself out of these situations, but I’m beginning to see that I have someone to look after me now! And that feels good.
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