On Tuesday morning of last week, I got up at 6:30 in the morning, feeling very ambitious for a fun day off. I wanted to get fresh and go on a walk with the sunshine and the pretty flowers, and so I invited my two boys, who are Welsh dragons named Dinogad (the red one) and Dewi (Dinogad's younger brother, the green one) if they wanted to come with me. However, they both claimed to be too tired to go anywhere, and they needed their dragon rest. Here they are, fast asleep on my folded-up Y Ddraig Goch blanket of the Welsh flag. Aren't they cute? They are my best friends, and I absolutely love them! 💖💖
Even if they didn't come with me, it's okay, because I saw them later that day when they were better rested, and happy dragons. :)
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@TammieBear Yes, I absolutely agree with you! I learned the hard way from these two, as I underestimated the energies needed for them to breathe fire. Dinogad and Dewi were both very happy snuggled together on their cozy blanket, indeed. They said “Diolch yn fawr” when I returned to them later that day, too! 🤗💖
