At times I wonder

At times I wonder what we were thinking.

Like when I was getting dressed one day last week and discovered a hole in my sock that wasn’t there when I had taken it off the night before. Or yesterday when I was on my hands and knees in the living room mopping up a coke that had been sent flying after a high-speed collision between a TV tray and a dog bed. Or all the time I’ve spent cleaning up broken branches and tree bark that litter every room as if we’d been running a wood chipper inside the house.

But yes, we had to get a puppy.

My friend E-dub, who still has a dog, gave up puppies long ago....