I don't have a pet, I like to ram the roads too much for that.
But I often 'dogsit' for my son's dog. Her name is Magic. Should be Clumsy -
she has no concept of her size and where she fits and when she tosses her own toys around to get attention has no idea she just dumped the end table. When she walks by you on the trail, gallumps I mean, she'll hipcheck you.
Oh yeah, she's such a pain that I go 'borrow' her for small hikes in our canyons. She's here today helping in the garden.
I call this one ''I'm not IN the garden''.
