a Tale of Two Biddies
Crazy day. Things started seemingly fine and normal, until I left the house. Sophie, one of my sweet little pups needed a serious grooming session. So, per request I took the little white fur ball to the pet salon. The very second I opened the shop door she must have realized where we were because she took off like a rocket. Like I said, she's tiny and I've honestly never seen her run, but I have never seen anything like this. She was running full throttle down a major busy street like some kind of golf ball or something. *I started to chase her and was yelling her name in a horrible voice I did not recognize. *Note: I don't like running, nor am I any good at it. I really wish I did. I've never been fast and have always been so insecure about how I look. What am I supposed to do with my hands? Make a fist, flap them like a bird? Don't get me started on becoming more than 100% aware of all the wiggling and jiggling. ...