One thing there is NOT a shortage of, in our neighborhood, is people walking dogs.
Another thing there is NOT a shortage of , in our neighborhood, is attractive young women.
(I mean young adult women, of course. I notice these things. Please forgive me. I promise I'll stop — the day my heart stops beating.)
This morning I saw both things at once.
I had a substitute-teaching assignment at 6:00 this morning. I drove home at 7:00 to get my lunch and go to work. As I was driving into the neighborhood, by the light of the rising sun, I looked down the block and noticed ... well, here are the thoughts that went through my mind:
That's a particularly attractive young woman.
She's walking a dog. Wow, that's a pretty dog.
That looks a lot like our dog. I wonder if someone —
Hey! That's my daughter!
Our third daughter is home right now, interviewing for jobs and preparing for her upcoming wedding in a few weeks. She has always been my little girl, and I'm just now getting used to the idea that she's a grown woman.
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