Thursday, April 21, 2005

New Tricks

I was just watching Floyd the old guy from across the street.
Floyd was out walking his dog, some kind of beagle, or beagle mix, that was already old when he adopted it from the humane society after his wife passed away some ten years ago.
The dog got tired, or stubborn, or comfortable, or nostalgic and refused to move, and after ten minutes of prodding and cajoling Floyd knelt down and picked his old dog up and carried him home.

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