So this week has been spring break, and I have been doing a lot of not breaky things; grading, sorting, updating…basically everything BUT fun. Today was so fantastically gorgeous though, I decided to pack it up early (especially since the internet was down, as it has been for the last 2 days hence the late post) and go for a run.
The problem is the END of the run…if my husband is not home to play interference, I get doggy in my face. Doggy licking my face. Furry cat tail in my face. But especially the doggy kisses. I think he’s just using me as a salt lick, so I can’t really stretch. Since I didn’t think about this until my sweaty self was home in a husband-free house, I got creative. I used the tug toy. There was a little bounce to the stretch, but even though my face was wet, it was with perspiration, not dog slobber. Huzzah!