Chickens in the Basement

I love to write and I love to laugh. When I write, I get to the point quick. My stories would fit on the back of a postcard. They usually make me chuckle. And you know what they say, "It's all about me!"

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Dog Days!

Since the dog days of summer seem to be over, Neighbor Terri and I have started walking two miles every morning after I get the guys off to school. Our old dogs come along, too. One morning last week, Riley Dog refused to go. Usually one to start jumping up and down and running in circles, he wouldn't even come out of the garage! He had walked three days in a row and must have been feeling it.

I'm not leaving this garage today!

Yesterday, he agreed to go. He really wasn't that into it. I knew he was tired when he hiked his leg and started to pee. Mid-stream, he had to adjust his tripod. He dropped his right leg and raised his left. As far as I could tell, he didn't dribble on either leg!

She did NOT just take a picture of me peeing!

The best walks are when our buddies come along, too. If you get tired, just walk in the middle and the others hold you up. Isn't that what friends are for?

Bear, Zoe and Riley...friends forever!


Kate Spike and Her KatS said...

What a great dog he must be be!

Mary said...

Oh sweet old Riley dog - hope he can keep up with his young, fit 'mommy'. Will I know you when I see you again Anna? Two miles a morning means you are getting skinny!!!!!