<<<<<<<<< I have a 14 Yr Old Dalmatian. He's been having a lot of trouble getting around lately, so a year ago he got "retired" to Yuma to live with my mom.
The other day she called to tell me it was 'that time' and so I had to go to Yuma for a visit.
I really didn't (don't) want to think about it. So I've been doing therapy (ie denial) by planning a trip from LA to Yuma on Dirt.
Ever just had one of those days that didn't quite turn out right?