That’s what I always say when Minke and Flora and I are passing other pedestrians, or dogs — though to be sure, Minke is usually so apocalyptically dramatic when she notices another dog that there’s hardly any point to trying to dissuade her.
I had a busy day yesterday with some last-minute errands, so I was hoping for some relaxation today. We’ve been taking things pretty slowly, Minke and Flora and me. After I ran my miles (actually took the shorter route, so it was more a mile and a half), said Morning Prayer, made and delighted in a hot breakfast, and spent the morning trying to change my address for a handful of locations, the ladies and I took a two-mile walk. They were mostly good, except for the times they encountered any other dog. Oh, well.