One of my customers, Liz with her dacshund, Ginger. We instantly bonded when we started talking about our dogs!
I never imagined I'd be one of those weird old ladies with the spoiled little lap dog. But I seem to spend every evening these days watching the McNeil/Lehrer Report with wee Bumbee snuggled up on my lap. When the AARP card arrived in the mail last month there's no more denial: I am that old lady I thought I'd never be.