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Maximus re-focues my attention as he trots out onto the porch, wagging his tail, my keys still clamped firmly in his mouth. He turns to and fro, whining, clawing at the wide spaced boards as if he wants me to joint him. Scoldingly I command him, "Maximus, bring those keys here!" He barks in response and the keys slide through the cracks of the porch just as.....
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food4thought
on November 22, 2003 at 1:24 AM
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