The Eighth Chapter
Thursday, December 24, 2015
Dogs
This big brown dog was the security at the oyster place. He was not a dog you pet.
The other, I saw down the road.
This dog reminds me of my dog Fisher...who I adored. This dog is just about to scratch. How I love sweet old dogs with white beards.
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