Dog is my copilot

This week is starting better than last when my hot water heater pilot refused to stay lit. I had strained my back moving furniture. Each time I got down on the floor to stare into the pilot window, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get back up. Pathetic way to die, starving to death flat on my back on the laundry room floor six feet from the refrigerator.  I don't have a St. Bernard dog to rescue me.

© 2010 Nancy L. Ruder

1 comment:

Kim said...

One of those "I've fallen and I can't get up" buttons costs a fraction of dog food expenses for a St. Bernard.


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