Friday, March 13, 2015
the look on your face
I swear. The story I was telling them, it was awesome. I'm sure it was the best story they had ever heard in the rain told by a girl who now was feeding them after they barked at her yesterday.
Today I am grateful for the rain, for the opportunity to do something for someone else, for a proper steak with proper company in a town which reminds me of Como.
(did you ever try to stop all judging and think, "but I love to judge something as good. Do I have to give up that?"
that's when the dogs ask, "Can you please stop talking now?"
Quite mannerly, those dogs.)
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