And so it goes...
I walked my family's dog today because everyone else is at the Philadelphia Airport picking up my sister who is just getting back from a month in Egypt. It's been a while since I really walked him, and let me tell you, today was really, really depressing. I remember Digby being extremely young and energetic, a dog that could walk you all day and not be satisfied. He used to be able to pull me over when he took off running if I hadn't taken the time to brace myself. Today... he's an old, old dog. He wouldn't even keep up with my normal walking pace. He's old and tired and maybe it's only hitting me this hard because of all of the other recent changes in my life, but I almost cried a little.
*sigh*
*sigh*