Run like the wind.

This morning, we went out for our very first run. We were raring to go and couldn’t wait to hit the road, literally.

all laced up with somewhere to go.

We started off in a quiet neigborhood, running through the streets. It was a little chilly, and we felt a little loose, which caused some initial concern (this could be a returnable offense). But soon enough, we got used to the feet we were made to protect, and we continued on to a park. We looped speedily and daintily around a lovely little lake, then back through the neighborhood, up the stairs and into the house, for a solid 2 mile outing.

At this point, was the moment of truth – would this be our home, or back to the store would we go? We saw the box on the floor, and as we were removed, first left, than right, we wondered where fate would take us.  For the love of Pete, not the box!!

think outside the box.

It was really only about 3 seconds, but it seemed like an eternity. We were lifted into the air, and placed….neatly in the corner of the room, where the old sneakers used to sit.

We we home.