Well since I last wrote, I have done some more thinking. Even after the gym I came home and felt clastrophobic. I am now beginning to understand what it is like to be stuck in a hospital room with nothing else to do but watch paint dry. Anyway...I decided that before I completely lost my mind I would take Scout Thomas and Gizmo Marie on a walk. The following pictures are proof that my dogs walk me.
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