This is Twiggy, a 4 year old Italian Greyhound.. she does not like her hat, nor baths. She does like long walks in the park, preferably barking like a loon at other dogs or prams that must look like dogs. When she is not walking in a park, barking like a loon at other dogs – she can be found under a blanket or laying in the sun, if there is sun.
This may be a little melodramatic but what the hell. The other morning, as I waited to get my morning caffeine fix – I looked up at 80 Collins Street and shot this pic – instantly I felt my stomach drop as I thought about another day in the office – bleurgh – a place I once enjoyed going to each day has become a place of dread after a recent restructure. Amazing how the human spirit can be crushed by rejection. This will soon pass I know but in the meantime hell is within!