That's what I envision myself being called by all the people in my neighborhood. While I am out on walks with Jake, I constantly talk to him. When he goes to the bathroom, I always exclaim in delight what a good boy he is. If it is raining, I've been known to bring out the umbrella, not for me, but to put over him. Well, this week, I think I pretty much sealed the deal on that title. I have purchased a Doggie Stroller. Oh yes, I am fully aware that in another life I would have definitely made fun of me and called me the neighborhood weirdo. But, you see, little Jakey can't walk as far as I would like and I hate the thought of coming home after work to see him only to leave him again to go on a long walk. Now, he can come with me! It is amazing what age and priorities will do to you. When I was younger there would have been no way in hell I would have pushed my dog around in a stroller - it would have called to much attention to me. At 35, I could give a rip. Whatever makes Jake happy makes me happy - to hell with the judgemental people!
So with that, I will *officially* begin my reign as The Crazy Lady With The Dog this Saturday.
All hail the Queen.