Took Hud on a walk to the park, about 1.5 miles from our place. On the way home he ate a chicken wing bone. and Doug’s (my bf, and Hudson’s pops) finger for trying to get it out.
we finished the walk smelling of stale wings. I complained about how badly I had to pee. Seriously. I drank one of those huge bottles of water as though I forgot that I have the worlds smallest bladder.
