There are 2 adorable puppies that live up the dirt road that goes down to my house. ( Their names are Blondie and Brunette)They are just the cutest little pups. Today, I met their Father...a man in his 70's or so, Michel. He is so sweet. He told me that he is not friends with any of his neighbors. I know that my Proprietress nags at him because his Laurel flowers spill over onto her side of the fence.
She told me that she asked him the other day..."Are you tired?" and he said no...and she said "then why don't you cut back your trees."...Too bad...he's a really nice man.
He lives with his wife...they are divorced. She has 3 cats, he has 2 puppies.
They have a nice pool. He asked if I had a pool and I said no. He said...Please come use my pool, anytime you would like. How nice is that?
I shook his hand over the fence. He told me that only an American would be friendly enough to talk to the neighbors.
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