You've gotta love those days when you let your dog out to go potty and she decides to take herself for a walk. . . and then vanishes when you run inside to throw on some flip flops. Yes, I roamed the neighbor hood for 15 minutes, 9 months pregnant with bed head, no bra, and make up smeared all over my face from my quick face wash before bed last night. Looking good Jen, looking good. I swear I'm going to kill that dog.
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