On a good day, on a nice late summer evening if we get home from work early enough, we try to take Jameson on a walk so that he can get outside a little bit.
On a good day, he loves his walks, and it keeps him happy later in the evenings.
On a good day, we usually pass by a stunted tree, which Brian lovingly calls the “Hilary tree”
On a good day, we skirt around the bee hive, and the bees are floating lazily around.
On a good day, we come home and swing a little bit more outside.
On a good day, we come in and even play a little bit before dinner and bed.
On a good day, Jameson stays content until bed time, falling asleep quickly and easily.
Hopefully, today will be a good day.