On Saturday afternoon, in the course of 2 hours, I talked myself into getting a dog (thank you, Tamra and the local lab rescue link!) and then I talked myself out of getting a dog. I must be really good at debating… at least, when I am debating myself!
In the car on the way home from church on Sunday, H-J was quizzing me about my methodology. Then SuperDad spoke up.
Why not get a dog?
My husband gave voice to thought —
“Haiku for poo-poo”
The haiku itself is mine; quote belongs to SuperDad — and yes, I laughed the rest of the way home!