archie bunker wrote:
After an 11 hour, 99 degree day at the good ole post office, and walking 13.6 miles, I finally come home. I take my black shoes off, and Mrs. B. tells me to leave them outside along with my socks. No empathy, no compassion, just do it. Okay.....
Well, now I'm sitting outside, in my spot, and my amazing, child killing, granny killing, face eating, pit bull mix is giving me the most gentle, amazing foot massage with his tongue.
I know who loves me around here!!