Friday Dog Blog Has Fallen and It Can’t Get Up

So, this week I started a new job that is within walking distance of my new apartment. And when I was walking home on day one to let Starr out for her lunchtime piddle, I tripped over nothing and WIPED THE HECK OUT on the sidewalk. Like, down. Way down.

It was embarrassing.

Almost as embarrassing as going back to work with a gaping wound sticking out from under my pencil skirt.

This may be the only thing that would have helped:

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Emergency Dachshunds!

Happy Weekend!