Sunday morning ‘n the race is on.....began eleven minutes ago ‘n I wonder how long it’ll be before some of the runners come thru the village....I’m not quite curious enuff to ackshully walk around the corner to check it out...the sun is coming up over the Sierra ‘n after a rainy, rainy nite it looks like they’ll have a dry ‘n beautiful morning for this marathon which I’m not going to watch...
Okay, so channel 3 sez the guy what won the marathon is from Canada ‘n he did it in 2 hours ‘n 11 minutes....pish-tush, I c’d drive it in my little car in 40 or 50 minutes...
I use’ta be able to drive anywhere in Sac county in about 30 minutes but we got a teensy bit more traffic now....I think this guy was running 5 minute miles....that’s a lot faster than people can drive on a normal commute day when it c’n take an hour just to cover 2 or 3 miles of Sunrise Blvd....
So instead of or rather than strolling around the corner to watch the runner, I opted instead to give da boyz a bath since they were becoming positively ripe...Willie recovers pretty fast but Rusty the Poodle-dogger is still a little traumatized...it takes a long time to get him reasonably dry ‘n that’s using at least two towels ‘n a hair dryer ‘n even after all that, it takes him a couple hours of sulking to get dry enuff that I don’t smell wet dog ev’ry time I pass by....’n of course, ev’ry time I pass by he looks up at me with those sad, sad eyes...
I think maybe poodles invented guilt trips...
I’m just sayin’......
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