Some days, when someone you love has Multiple Sclerosis, plans change quickly.  I seldom make plans to go anywhere too far from home in case he needs me in a hurry.  I did manage to slip away to the Silverwood dog show for one day last week.  It was unfortunate that our time was very limited there.

     Yesterday was one of those make no plans because they are screwed days.  The Curmudgeon had a doctor appointment.  Early last week he told me about it and said he’d drive himself.  Therefore, I sort of planned to take Patty for a walk in the park, because it was sunny, because I needed to get out of the house, and because I wanted to try out her new collar.  About a half an hour before I planned to go, The Curmudgeon told me he needed me to drive him. 

     Sorry Patty, we’ll go to plan B and walk tomorrow.  You all have a good one!