Thursday, June 9, 2016


Since I write geezer-lit mystery novels, I’m always interested in geezer-related activities. When we lived in Colorado, I often hiked with two friends and a West Highland Terrier named Mac.  The three of us old guys were over sixty and got out regularly on Sundays to hike in the summer and snowshoe in the winter.  Along the trail, invariably, women stopped when they saw Mac and said, “Oh, what a cute puppy.”  They never looked at us and said, “Oh what cute geezers.”

1 comment:

Patricia Stoltey said...

I love that! Cute dogs can make us older folks visible again. I found that out after adopting my brother's Scottish Terrier. People who would have nodded (if that) and gone on their way now stop to get acquainted with Sassy Dog.