At first glance it's just an old crazy woman who has found a place to sit and rest across from some dogs locked up because they got too big. It's like they've begged her to say something, and she's always looking for someone to beg her to say something so she kindly wishes that they will have a good day but doesn't even really know what that means.
On the other hand, what a bitch. She just sits on the outside of the cages in some smug, never missed a feed that face, telling us what? What did she just say?
Have a good day?
We have each other?
Gee. Thanks.
Today I am grateful for two reasons to go to town, the talk of a walk, her chicken call, a blanket, a coon, what felt like a reprieve.
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