Tuesday, November 19, 2013

I'm sure she can get a merchandise credit; it's only gently used.


After all I've been through, Herself (Louise) decided I wasn't moving at a quick enough clip for her liking, so she ordered a ridiculous contraption to "help" me walk.  Well, it looks like a trapeze harness and I refuse to fly in the air w/a bum leg & stitches in my side.  It has clips & loops & straps & handles & no way am I walking in that thing.  Frankly, I'm surprised it's not studded & made of leather.  And try being patient w/a puppy, okay?  SHEESH.

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