Spud and I took a different route on our walk the other day and I want to say we met a ( I don't know what to politely call him ) man who was painting a garage--(in 37 degree temperature, yeah right, that paint will stick?? ).
He approaches me at the end of the drive.
I have shorted the conversation, but you truly don't want to hear it all and it took me a while to run like hell out of there:
Since that day, I have developed what some might call The Labrador Stockholm Syndrome. JJ
Coach has returned every week and joins me while his Dad does his landscaping job. We… Continue