The Best Kind of Day

Yup – a day spent with long-time best friends – people you really love and who accept you exactly as you are (they’ve seen every damn wart you possess and they’re there for you anyway) – that qualifies as the best kind of day.

So wonderful to have a glorious day to walk in the sunshine – down to the beach, lunch at a neat little pub, going to a farm market, talking and talking and talking about everything – the best kind of day.

And then I got home and poor Abby – she tried to hold it – for only (if I remember correctly) the second time in her life, she couldn’t hold it. She tried – she got close to the door. But it was not pretty.

I will spare the details.

I can only tell you that I cleaned for a long time when I got home. Thoroughly. With lots of cleaner. And I’m putting the cleaning cloths through the washer on the boiling hot cycle.

And now – if you really want to know how good it was to see my beautiful friends today – even poor Abby’s “accident” didn’t change a thing – still one of the best days ever. (and it didn’t even involve hiking!)

About goodyniosi

Writer, avid(!!!) hiker - living life to the fullest. Love, life, bliss - getting high on getting high (in the alpine that is)
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