In Which Moxie Begs Me To Blog

Moxie is so sorry that she couldn't convince me to post anything today. I told her we were taking advantage of the Army Man being off of work and going to a far away museum, plus sending her off to get a bath, but she wouldn't hear any of it. Post before you go, she said. Your legions of followers will miss reading about your life. She pleaded with me. There may have been tears involved. But I was unmovable. I will not blog before I leave, I said. I didn't want to worry about it this morning. Plus the Army Man was rushing me. So I told her I would do a great post this weekend with pictures from our outing. She was not placated. She pouted. Then she became embarrassed for me, since she is a dog and cannot talk. She says I sound silly for pretending to talk to her. But I'm tired and feeling silly, I tell her. This could go on forever she said. Just stop. Even my dog thinks I'm weird.

(photo credit: The Army Man who is the only one who ever gets good pictures of Moxie)