I was invited to my grandson's 11th birthday dinner. They had lit up the long flight of stairs to make it easier for me to slowly climb. But their dog, this small tan terrier was blocking my way, barking and defending the stairs. I puffed myself up and tried to scare him back. He got bored and retreated.

I asked the family why they didn't come and rescue me. They hadn't heard the dog. Now I have to worry about the stairs and the doggy when I come to visit.