For those of you who are non-Syracusians, you may not appreciate the fact that yesterday went slightly above 40 degrees and so, inevitably, people had a spring to their step. I am included.
I took Baby for a walk when I got home from work, did some writing, went to the gym, and returned to write some more. I poured a tall glass of water and put it on the floor next to me as I began to edit my work. Then I heard the lapping of water.
Baby was totally drinking from my glass as if to say, "Karma's a biotch, Bryan. You walked me. You disappeared. You worked up a sweat. You came home and poured yourself some water and, wola!, it tasted great."
That will learn me.
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