This morning when I woke up (before my alarm..AGAIN!), I was being stared down by 22 pounds lhasa apso and poodle.
Fierce.
I’ll show you, I told him, sleepily.
So I dragged him out to the West Side Highway to do a little jogging.
I usually say I run (and get pissed if someone calls me a jogger), but today’s excursion was most definitely a jog. I ran for time, not distance, so I wouldn’t get frustrated with how slow we were going. Running with a little boy dog means stopping every few feet to pee on something. Him, not me. I would guess we ran about 2 miles though in half an hour (slower than my normal pace, for sure, but exercise all the same.)
As I ran back east towards my apartment, there was a scary scene of birds swarming the corner. This picture doesn’t even show the half of it. Every 15 seconds or so, more birds would come, land, feast on something I couldn’t see, and then take off in all directions. I finally turned around and ran the hell out of there.
I made some cookie dough oatmeal when I got home. It starts out relatively attractive, but gets ugly quickly. Like me after a few drinks.
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Haha - "It starts out relatively attractive, but gets ugly quickly. Like me after a few drinks." I think we could be beautiful friends :)
Hahah - I loved your humor in this post... about the dog peeing..and not you. and the comment about getting ugly quick! Thanks for bring a smile to my face!
It takes a couple for you to "get ugly"... that's pretty good because I am one and done and that's my mantra :P