Walk the Dog
I know a woman who was tired of feeling rushed and frazzled in the mornings. She'd hurriedly walk her four sweet dogs, and then rush back to make sure her 9-year-old son had eaten breakfast. Then she'd race off to drive him to school, but get caught waiting in traffic lines. Then, she got creative. She decided to combine her two activities by walking her son to school with the four dogs in tow. All seven of them—she and her husband, one child and four dogs—became a "walking party." Each morning, they began a lively, new adventure. Cars slowed to view their parade, and they often saw tired-looking commuters glance over in surprise, then break out in wide grins and wave enthusiastically. Once in a while, someone would honk in appreciation.