all that remains.

Day 47 of 365+1: a picture a day for a year.

Went to physical therapy. Got a Whatachicken meal with honey mustard. Came home. Lifted Roxy off bed. Took Roxy outside and then tied her to the couch (she can’t be off a leash due to her knee surgery). Sat down to eat in living room. Knock on door. Politician. Damn! Trapped. Why did I answer? Acted vague and in a hurry to repel politician. Got bit by mosquitos while trying to be polite and rude simultaneously. Went inside. No sandwich. Only a trace of a french fry and a tattered piece of lettuce.

And a guilty looking b*tch.

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2 comments
  1. Jeanette said:

    Little too late on the muzzle, huh?

  2. Haha. Yes, about five minutes too late. Here’s the horrible thing- if she has a sensitive stomach, guess who has to hold her belly up for support while she goes to the bathroom???

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