I’m having one of those mornings. I started sneezing yesterday and woke up not feeling great. I decided to sleep in which was until about 8:45 when Zoey decided it was time for kisses. My friend and fellow blogger just lost one of her dogs yesterday and it was weighing heavy on my heart. RIP sweet Tiger ????. I was happy to have the kisses from Zoey. I was up anyway Just as soon as my feet hit the floor…
It really isn’t ALL my fault. You see these are the tires of my wheelchair Those big ones up front give the wheelchair the power but the tiny ones in the back give the direction. I can’t see them and if they are pointed one way and I hit the directional another way, that doesn’t mean I’m going the way I want to go. I’m going the way those tires in the back are pointing first. They steer the wheelchair….
My daughter always says I can’t drive. She doesn’t mean my car, she is talking about my wheelchair. I have had a few mishaps and rolled over a few feet and possibly a paw or two. In my defense they weren’t paying attention to my lack of direction and could have moved out of the way faster. However looking around my condo, I might see evidence to support her argument…. I didn’t even take pictures of the kitchen and the…
