I've been bugging my husband lately to start walking with us so that we can spend some together time. Tonight I finally convince him to go for a short walk. Well, we are having a nice walk when the inevitable happened at the same tree it always happens. I get out my bag... and hubby goes running.... with the dry-heaves. He dry-heaved the whole way home with me almost falling over laughing. Oh what a great big brave man I have. Hasn't he ever seen doggy poo before?![]()
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