Everyone here is happy. I'm chipper because I played golf with the boys for the first time in weeks. I think they expected me to be a little rusty, but the wind was a neutralizing factor and brought them back down to my level. So, I walked out of there with everyone's money.
The dogs are ecstatic about their new bones. I went to Petsmart and brought back new treasures for them to tear into. Somehow, they always know when I've been to Petsmart. I mean, they attack me the instant I come in the door. The shopping bags are no different than the grocery store, but somehow – those dogs just know I've been to Petsmart. Perhaps it's because they're so "pet smart". You think?
Have a great Saturday!