Remember we talked about it, the slurp from the can. The so leave you hanging way that the food and that gel like what must have been I don't know what part of the body moves at negative a lot miles per hour
down
until it drops
from about Brad Pitt waist high
onto and into
a nasty bowl shoved in the corner of the room.
And she just sits there until he says, "Now you can."
That's the dog I am.
Today I am grateful for a weekend and a movie with some friends.
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