…or so I thought. I was well into the second semester loving my time as a substitute teacher.
Then came the Covid19.
Oh boy. School would be closed, social distancing entered our vocabulary , and, of course, now that I am 60, I am in the group of citizens that has to be careful. I also have my cancer history that makes me even higher in the “careful/compromised” group. I have to worry about Jim and family members and friends and myself. It’s a time that we don’t know how to behave, because we have never been here before.
Kasia just doesn’t know how to behave or what to think. I think she seriously wondered what was going on. She was used to me being home over a block of time for summer, but this bonus has her shaking her chow/golden head. I have seen a ton of memes on Facebook about dogs begging for no more walks. We aren’t quite there yet, I think, but as two “old” girls, we go along as best as we can.
We are fortunate, Kasia and I, to have such a pretty place to take our walk to. I am sure if we were still in the city, we’d be frustrated as to limited walking spots, but down here, we have several different ways to walk and they all are scenic.
Stay well, my friend. Please wash your hands and stay healthy. Let’s all be around to say we got through the storm together.
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