And They're Off

Conventions over.  Kids are back in school.  It is High Political Season in America.  

Already friends forward emails with ridiculous photos or allegations about certain candidates.  Rumors, anger, vitriolic garbage.  We are supposed to want change, to ask more of our leaders, yet we, ourselves, descend into hurling what we think are insults based on less information than a National Enquirer article.

I look at my two labs and sigh.  Life is about so much more than the intensity we will witness in the next two months.   The real question for me is what are the candidates positions on off-leash areas for dogs?

Murphy's day.