Let’s cut to the chase.  I am bummed.  I thought my wonderful, amazing, incredible husband, had the day off.  I returned from my 6:15 a.m Vivify class (which I loved, what great energy!) this morning.  No husband in sight, so I assumed he had gone off to his PT session.

I guess I should state forthright, that the Basenjis were *happy* to see me.  I patted their heads, headed for the shower and cleaned up.  Never did they announce to me “Daddy is at work, and we have not been taken on a walk”.  Or “No one Fed us”.  So I hung out with them for some time, rubbing their bellies…and headed off to school for the afternoon..

I knew I had screwed up the second the gararge door opened and Harlan’s car wasn’t there.  Trust me, I knew upon entry that the dog(s) had relieved themselves.  They were happy to see, but I could totally tell they were also concerned that I would be sublimely PISSED. Trust me in an ordinary situation, I would have SOOOOOOO mad!!! But this was My Fuck Up.

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