The First Day

Today Jess and I washed the dog. While this was not a first, Rouge and I having passed almost fourteen years in semi peaceful co-existence, it always manages to feel like an expedition. The stairs in this house are formidable. The dog's attitude to baths quite matches them in ardour.

So also this is a first. But verily so. I have a rather understandable desire that this may not be read at all. Understandable on closer inspection, or introspection assuming many assumptions.
All in all if one must keep a record then one must in some way acknowledge the fact ex ante.