It’s always nice when the cherry blossom (봄꽃, sakura) trees bloom in Seoul. The weather gets nice, so I get to play outside more.
The first cherry blossoms I saw were right near my apartment.
By the way, most pants don’t fit me too well. Most dog clothes seem to be made for skinny little dogs. My thighs are usually too big, which causes the pants to keep sliding down. Luckily, my dad found a few pairs that seem to fit pretty well. Most of these came from his business trips to Tokyo. Japanese people must like Frenchies.
This is my dad and me. I am more attached to mom, but dad is pretty alright, I guess. He takes me on walks and stuff.
One day, while mom was at the gym, dad took me to Yangjae River, which is nearby. I come here all the time, but something was different that day. There were a lot more people and the trees were all white. I guess these are the cherry blossoms everyone seems so excited about.
Yangjae River is one of my favorite places to go for a walk.
Even though I’m two years old, my dad thinks I still look like a baby. Dads are silly like that.
Dad, I bet you can’t touch your tongue to your nose!
Dad, let’s go pick up mom. I miss her!