I have a hairy dog.
Like, a HAIRY dog.
But he’s just as cute as can be!!! He can’t help it if he’s a furry-magurry.
Last week after work, I made the dreaded trek to Kroger.
Nothing against Kroger.
I just detest grocery shopping.
Or ANY shopping!
When I got home, the Mr. and I carried the groceries in and I started putting stuff away. Then in true Cinderella fashion, I immediately started fixing supper.
Actually before I started fixing supper, I went to the bathroom. And of course, Taj had to go with me. He hates to be left out! Whilst seated, I bent down to pet the dog and he jumped up in my arms.
He missed me!!!
He was glad I was finally home!!
Now if I can just teach him to ask me about my day, we’ll be all set!
I washed my hands and headed back to the kitchen for KP duty. I’m cooking away and just about have everything ready (at the same time, mind you!!) when I reach into the cabinet to get out plates.
That’s when I noticed a streak of dirt on my arm.
Where did I get dirty?
I’m mentally retracing my steps.
And it hits me!!
The Mr.’s not big on wiping the dog’s hiney…….
And since I wasn’t home………..
That weren’t no dirt!!!!!!
I’m just thankful that I didn’t think it was chocolate and lick it off!! 🙂