Monday, Monday: A cautionary tale . . .

in which the injured puppy is tired of being cooped up in the house,

the injured puppy tries to jump on the treadmill with Carol because it looks fun,

the injured puppy quivers with anticipation when offered a ride in the car (the alternative to a walk which is to be avoided due to injury),

the injured puppy winds around her feet while Carol gathers necessary supplies for leaving the house, excluding the key which she forgets,

Carol discovers she did not forget to lock the door,

Carol takes the injured puppy to the back deck in hopes the back door is unlocked,

Carol discovers the back door is locked, which she knew because she locked it herself in an effort to keep the 'ocean breeze' from bringing all the sand of the Atlantic ocean, and all the sub zero temperatures of the 'Spring' weather into the 50 degree 'sun room',

the injured puppy stays within 1/2 inch of Carol's feet in an effort to ensure promised ride in the car takes place,

Carol goes to the shed to find a ladder while injured puppy cries in desperation at being left in pooping place while Carol appears to be leaving on promised ride without him,

Carol fights to keep 12 foot ladder from being ripped from her hands while fighting the 'ocean breeze',

Carol places the ladder in position and climbs onto second floor deck to enter her son's room which is left unlocked for just such emergencies,

the ladder is immediately blown over by 'ocean breeze' leaving Carol extremely grateful second floor door was unlocked,

Carol lets extremely grateful injured puppy into the house,

Carol gets the key and loads injured puppy into the car for the promised ride,

Carol discovers it is just 8:15 am,

and Carol daydreams about going back to Florida.














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