It's a drizzly day outside. I'm supposed to be running on the beach with my dog, Arlo. We are babysitting for his sister, Lola. If I leave the house without her, Lola will bark like crazy. I'm contemplating running with two, giant GoldenDoodles. I actually practiced yesterday to see how it would be running with two dogs. It was fine and then I woke up thinking about what it would be like if we came across other dogs. There are a lot of them at the beach. Lola seems to bark in a loud squeaky voice whenever she sees another dog. I'm starting to think I'm setting myself up for a lovely morning. I really should be drawing, given that my book is due this week. So, faced with all of these choices, what do I do? Sit down and write on my blog. In my blog? For my blog? At least it rhymes with jog!
Okay... gotta run.
