I took a shower, pulled on clean jeans and shirt, went downstairs to have some coffee, breakfast, and head out to buy groceries and dog food. 

     In that short amount of time before I left to go to the pet and grocery stores, my clean jeans acquired muddy paw prints, dog slobber, and my shirt held some spots of coffee.  I always look so fashionable at home.

     I had four new bruises on my legs from Gavin jumping into my lap (thus the wearing of the coffee) and Patty had managed to squash my big toe in her rush to get to the back door first.

     The dogs had my first yogurt since they’d tripped me and made me drop it.  I got the second one to myself…thank goodness for baby gates.

     Carrying in groceries would be a real trick if it weren’t for dog crates.  Especially since I carried in a forty pound bag of dog food and a bag containing dog biscuits and two new Nylabones.  Yes, the singing began when they caught the first whiff.

     That was my day…How was yours?