Lucky for us, Sandy has a clean-up day when we can put nearly anything INCLUDING the kitchen sink curbside to be picked up and thrown away. So... we put our broken couch by the curb.
I busied myself, as I do weekly, mowing the lawn. (Potts does the more difficult edging and trimming for which I am MORE than grateful.) As I finished up, I realized that I hadn’t seen Potts for awhile....
Well, I found him. He was curbside, lounging in the old green couch chatting with the neighbor boys. It was a pretty adorable sight. That man will always be a young boy at heart; that's one of the things I love about him.
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