The Slow and Often Painful Evolution of an Aging Woman
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Pooped Pupster
Our two mile walk this morning equated to 4 miles in doggy footsteps. Mr Noodle kept zigzagging across the path to sniff each and every tuft of grass. Before we made it back to the car...he pooped out and Husband had to carry him.
Husband and I looked at each other and muttered, "Paydirt."
This dog has it Made in the Shade. And we wouldn't have it any other way.
I am a 50 year old unemployed mom. My husband is a Handy Guy and the best Dad on the face of the planet. Times have been tough but we're getting through it together. I no longer want to conquer the world. I just want to enjoy life with my family and ease my way into the Golden Years slowly and gently.