Sunday, November 27, 2011
I Smell You
Otis suddenly raced forward, 5 feet of leash unwound, and my arm jerked as I began to be pulled forward. It was then that I heard hoof beats and saw the white tail of a deer racing away from Otis. Otis tried to follow the deer, but I was the anchor that weighed him down.
2 days later, I could barely lift my arm. Proving once again, that Otis is in much better shape than I am.