Ramona is getting a lot of walks these days. So many walks. Leaving our house without Ramona results in us getting suspicious looks from the neighbors. Here are a few glamor shots of Mona from the last few trips.
Let’s start with a shot of my wife Rachel and Ramona, who runs like a dang dressage horse.
Our favorite spot (even when not under quarantine) is the high school track near our house on the West Side. Unfortunately, our bored neighborhood cops have started camping out by the track to ambush dog walkers with $250 tickets. Thanks, guys. Great priorities.
Ramona says “F*** the police.”
Shake it off, Mo. Tomorrow is a new day.