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Sunday, August 26, 2012
A Walk
These days, whenever I say, "Vinnie, do you want to go for a walk?" I imagine that he rolls his eyes and thinks, "Right. Do you mean 'walk', or do you mean, 'stand around tethered by my leash while you pick blackberries?'"
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