SEPTEMBER 26, 2017
Walking Lily has become progressively more annoying. She meanders. An absent minded old lady. She stops to smell things constantly - in fact, being stopped is the main state of the walks: stopped with occasional going. And when she does resume meandering, there's a 20% chance it will be in the wrong direction. So not only are we barely moving, part of the time it's backwards. Then she'll mosey into the middle of the road, and a car will be coming, so I try to pull her back to the sidewalk, and she digs in - hunkers down for a tug-of-war. I'm trying to save your life! OK, fine, stay there. Get squashed like a bug. You are so STUBBORN!!!
So that's how my morning started.