One of our favorite times of the day is just after work. On any given weekday, Mr. R. and I return home, pour something cold to drink, and sit out on the back patio chatting about our day. Usually, he tosses a tennis ball for Jack, our 85-pound land shark, to chase in the yard. Today, I left them outside for a moment. As I returned I overheard Mr. R. talking to Jack.
“You’re my favorite puppy in this yard right now. Yes, you are! Of course, we have another puppy at another house. There are two cats there, too. In fact, that’s where Mommy and I go everyday, to visit our other family. We like them better.”
Anybody know how much dog therapy costs?