Today my mom asked is I could transport my great aunt's wheelchair from her house the assisted living center. Transport in this case meant, ride it 1 mile. I was definitely up for it. I though it would be pretty fun! It was. I hooked Mosey's leash to the armrest and off we went. We made quite the pair! Mosey in his Elizabethan collar and I, healthy looking but in a wheelchair. people couldn't help but smile. It was pretty nerve racking crossing the main roads but I was really grateful for the wheelchair and bike friendly curbs. I made it to the assisted living center safely but went to the wrong room. Ah well, she got her chair eventually.
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