Getting Ready

My friends and I have registered as a "Pack" for a little fundraising walk on May 2nd.  It's for Tony La Russa's Animal Rescue Foundation and thanks to all of our friends, we raised well over $1000 (the required amount to be called a "Pack") for the animals. 

Why I became so obsessed with being called "Pack", I have no idea.  These things happen to me and I simply can't control my actions. 

My next obsession then became getting Rosie conditioned to walk the mile.  Poor old girl hasn't done more than about a third for the past year.  Yesterday, we did it.  It was very slow and her back legs gave out four times...but she finished it. 

When we got home, she plopped herself on her bed and wouldn't look at me.

This obsession will likely give way.  Rosie is my heart...my soul...my bestest friend in the whole wide world.  I don't want for her to be ticked at me for forcing her to walk, even though I know that she'd love being there with everyone. 

Pack minus Rosie just doesn't seem right.  An unhappy Rosie is absolutely wrong.

Rosie wins.