Dear Husband’s out of town again, leaving me in charge of the family hound.
Does she look a tad tense here to you?
She is! Because unlike DH, my favorite walking spots aren’t on suburban sidewalks. Instead, I took her out for a long walk in the wilderness of George Bush Park — which turned out to be a problem for the poor put-upon canine.
Her tail looked like that from the moment we left the paved path until we got back to the car.
Obviously she needs to get out more, eh?