Your Retirement Secret Weapon Has Four Legs (And Might Need a Bath)
Last Tuesday morning, I was out walking my dog when I spotted Margaret coming the other direction with Charlie, her scruffy terrier mix. Same time as always – 6 AM sharp. Charlie and my dog did their usual sniff-and-circle routine while Margaret and I chatted. “You’re consistent,” I said. “Same time every day.” “Oh, Charlie doesn’t give me a choice,”...