Walking the dog...
I live in suburbia. I have a great view of all the people walking past with their dogs. When we go for a walk we see many people with their dogs. They are walking the same time of day that we are. We get used to them. We give them names. We talk about them. They are our walking buddies. Every day we saw sarg with his long legged Boston terror. They marched proudly, they had purpose and they were a team. We stop walking in the winter. We are fair weather walkers. When we started walking again in the spring we saw sarg, but he was alone. On a walk by himself, with his head hung down and no longer marching. We hoped it was a custody separation...
posted by Spider at 1:31 PM
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