Today started off a little weird, but still perfect. When I was coming home from work I noticed a dog kind of wondering around someone’s yard, but didn’t really think anything of it. Maybe it was theirs? I pull into the garage, and go inside to wake up my girls like normal. And yes, Marla was excited, again, because Saturdays is for “trash-crew”. (I let her run in the front yard while I roll the can to the curb.)
Our neighbors …
