when i sing she doesn't care;
when i whistle she looks at me expectantly
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Wednesday, March 04, 2009
Rain
Sopping wet and grey outside. Dogs are frustrated. Remember they behave like cats in the rain, standing delicately on the stoop, not wanting to wet their paws. Dotsie is looking at me with her Clara Bow eyes, curled in a ball, shivering.
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