Monday, September 7, 2009
pooches and pinots
i arrived back at my house tonight and had to wait on the ladies of the block - pooch walking and wine drinking. yup, goblet in hand, leash in the other...wandering the neighborhood. so, i guess today's single older woman no longer requires cats, just a pooch and some pinot? and the fact that they both had on velour track suits, and make-up, officially frightened me into fearing the inevitable - i may be alone...though invested in good make-up, and hopefully good wine...and therefore somewhat happy down the neighborhood path. just one question...where the hell did they stuff the poo bag?
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