School Daze, Dog Days & Cold Ways

Our puppy and I walk my 10 year old daughter to school each morning, most days with a friend or two tagging along. Yesterday morning, we had one of my daughter’s friends with us. Another neighbor drove up next to us, stopped, rolled her window down, and asked, “Walking to school?” I knew that if I answered, I risked upsetting the positive neighborhood feng shui with a smartass reply. I let my daughter’s friend reply while I waved and bit my tongue until I tasted blood.

As we walked further, I noticed that it has really gotten cold in the mornings.

How cold is it, you ask?

It is so cold that I hope our puppy poops multiple times along the way so I can pick it up and hold the poop bag to warm my hands.