Well I managed to get out there and go for a walk with Hugo this afternoon. I was excited. He was excited. And then we started walking...
It is a tad bit icy here in Regina. Hugo started to pull and at times it was almost like waterskiing. There I was, a fat chick being pulled behind her dog. Our first dog Winston didn't like like the ice. He was a little Pom-Poo cross who would "Bambi" on the ice...hell he could "Bambi" on our tile floor. But regardless, his actions had no impact on me while I walked. Hugo is a whole other story. God helped me when he'd hit the cement while I trailed behind on the ice!
I'm thinking I need to start rockin' a helmet while walking him. I could start a new trend right? I'm sure a helmet is cuter than Rhonda with a brain injury. So if you see a stylish lady walking her dog with a helmet on...you should come and say "hi".
Our Rhonda with a BRAIN INJURY?!?! Don't even joke about that. I'll wear a helmet in the office for the whole time you are walking Hugo on the ice if that will help.
ReplyDeleteOh by the way, my use of the word "our" in conjunction to Rhonda does not for a moment suggest that iQ has a previous claim on said Rhonda in regard to her husband and children . . . and dog.
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