What the hell was that?” my dog angrily demanded as we left the vet’s office.
“What?” I asked.
“That thing you did with the guy.”
“What, shaking his hand?”
“Yes shaking his hand. I thought that was our thing.”
Every now and then I wear a button-down shirt just to remind myself how buttons work.
Good potato salad is like money. You never have as much as you want, and that’s probably a good thing.