The dog stops, starts, jumps left, then beelines right into my path, where I promptly (and accidentally) almost kick her, which sends her skittering off on another trajectory.
"Coco, you have such a neurotic walk," Katie says affectionately.
"Yeah, since she's practically blind," I say. "I wonder what it must be like to walk around with us in the dark."
One year ago: Theater Kids
Two years ago: Sick Day
Three years ago: This is a Man's World
Eight years ago: 5/27/09 - Phbbbbtt!
Nine years ago: 5-27-08 Storm's Coming