The other day, being the great dog-owner that I am, I offered my dog Bullet a chance to go to the dump with me. He was all excited to jump in the car—mostly because he thought we were about to go on a hike. I was hopeful, though, because he always makes me feel so…
Tag: dads
Praise for the Conveyor Belt Managers
In every household, there is a battle,
of that, I have never had any doubt:
one that carries in all of the chattel
and one that carries all of it back out…