The first thing I do when I get back from New Orleans yesterday is to take Molly and John Doe to the dog park. Not because I wanted to, but because they were begging me to! I couldn’t walk through the house without the little ones underfoot.
Again today, it’s off to the dog park. It’s raining. Do you think they’d notice? Of course not.
After the dog park today, I brought them to Siobhan’s to hang out there for a bit and drink some of the fabulous wine she brought back from New Orleans.
It’s the weirdest thing ever but I like it.