It is a couple of weeks before my 6 month sabbatical comes to an end. I am walking my little dachshunds (i.e, daxies) at 11 a.m. in the local park. While sitting on the park bench embracing my last hours as a free agent, I realize one of the hounds has lifted his leg on a neighbor’s stroller and I need to go apologize. As I approach to diffuse the situation, I start … [Read more...]