I feel like it’s time to get started on the book. But I have about two weeks worth of other stuff to do instead.
Yesterday, my co-worker brought her puppy in. A poodle. He immediately ran over to me, fought with my shoe, and fell asleep at my feet.
I felt like Sonnyboy had given me a pretty awesome gift, because, certainly, the reason I seem puppy friendly is that I smell like a friend to dogs.
I’d like to put that on my resume–friend to dogs.