My baby girl, Sydney, is following me so close her cold nose hits the back of my leg whenever I stop. I pick her up, she is shaking and her eyes tell me something is not right. A storm must be coming. She shakes so bad when it storms I wrap her in a blanket just to settle her down. Tanner, the old fart, is like, "You big baby. Suck it up and quit trying to steal all of mom's attention."
Dogs. Aren't they great??
A journal written about life, retirement and our journey throughout the United States in a 5th wheel, along with our two Shih Tzus, Tanner and Syndey. Written not for notoriety but for our sons, family and friends, so they know where we are at any given time. And particularly for ourselves. Finally, we get to slow down and smell the roses and we don't want to forget any of it. You are welcome to join us as we go 'Down the Road a Piece'.
