Nights don’t get better than this. My husband got out of work on time, and we headed out with Cora on a long walk past the mass Zumba exercise group gyrating in sync to the Hudson River and down toward Stuyvesant High School and then east toward Washington Square Park. Going on long walks with a great dog are some of the largest perks of being a petsitter.
It’s Friday. 7p.
Sandy is still working. He has been up since 3a scrambling to color an episode of a Bravo TV show that a co-worker could not finish. He just spent 5.5 hours meeting with the producers of the show and has one more nipple blur to go before he finishes tonight.