See that cute dog over there? That’s our dog Mango. This story is all his fault.
I had no focus yesterday and I felt like a big fat liar after  yesterday’s post. Finally I smacked myself around and settled in and worked.  I was writing. I was focusing. I’m talking laser focus.
I was hungry after a bit, and as I re-read what I’d written, I reached to my right where I keep my favorite dried fruit treat, coincidentally called mango.  My hand reached out and both Mango’s Beggin’ Strips and Katie’s bag o’ mango fell and spilled everywhere.

I absentmindedly picked them up, distracted by my rewrite. I then reached for one last piece of mango and popped it in my mouth. I will tell you, those Beggin’ Strips really do taste like bacon.