I've been intimidated by the next post I want to write...so like any good person, I'm procrastinating. Please don't have any illusions of grandeur, after all it is just me.
To pass the time, I thought I would tell you something about my first baby, Maddie. We've had Maddie for almost 13 years, adopted her when she was a puppy. She is an ornery old lady, but we love her. I took her to the vet yesterday for a check up. The vet said she was one of the healthiest 90 year olds he's ever met. We know it will be a very difficult day when we have to say goodbye. However, there are times that she tries to change my mind about that.
Case in point, yesterday. I had five $1 bills in my purse. They were in my purse because I was too busy (read: too lazy) to put them in my wallet. Today I had four $1 bills in my purse. I found my purse turned over with many contents removed, including the dollar bills. Sadly, it isn't the first time. But last time it was a $20 dollar bill and it only had teeth marks in it.
Maddie decided it would be fun to see how money tasted. I'm betting not great, but apparently better than the $20 bill.