Pride goeth WITH the fall
Remember when you were young (maybe easier for some of you than others) and you fell? You'd immediately jump up and look around to see who might have seen. I mean really, no one wants to be seen when they're down, right? Charming and I were out walking the dogs the other morning, as we do every day - two miles or so each morning and evening. This would be a terrible chore if we didn't live on the beach, but since we do, it's really a lovely start to the day. It was breezy and chilly (you know, for the beach) so we altered our route to include turning around in a parking lot. As we start back toward home, Charming nearly tripped over a curb-stop. I laughed and advised him not to "hurt himself trying to walk". We continue through the lot and someone yells from a nearby bus stop, "Hey! I know you guys, I see you walking everywhere !" Since we live on a barrier island that is maybe five square miles, his definition of everywhere is somewhat
