The funny thing about having a new dog is that there are “new” going on. There are new habits to teach and learn, and new joys to experience.
Another thing about the new dog is that our schedule has been challenged to adjust again. This will be even further stressed when the kids return to school next week. Still, I’ve been going to bed later, getting up earlier, dressing in a hurry so that I can walk each dog, and tire the pup out a bit, prior to leaving for work. It’s been tiring to say the least.
I was in a meeting yesterday when I became aware of a familiar smell. “Is that ME?” I wondered. Of course it was. Who else could it be?
I tried to examine my shoes as discreetly as possible without being noticed. In the crevices of my right shoe were the ruminants of foul dog excrement – not a lot, but just enough. I wondered if the girl next to me could smell it too. Was she wondering if I had crapped my pants like some senile, old woman? *sigh*
The meeting could not have ended soon enough.