I was thinking about you this morning, Tom, when while Atticus and I were on the way to Diana's Baths for a rainy walk, we got stuck behind a road hog. There was this huge moose trotting down the road and he wouldn't pull over. Not even when I flashed my lights. Must have been an old moose.
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Oh dear!
It's getting to be like the White Mtns around here....
I may climb the landfill with my dog and write a book about it, assuming we both survive.
You three are too funny.
I was thinking about you this morning, Tom, when while Atticus and I were on the way to Diana's Baths for a rainy walk, we got stuck behind a road hog. There was this huge moose trotting down the road and he wouldn't pull over. Not even when I flashed my lights. Must have been an old moose.
I saw a rabbit (the animal not the Volkswagen) cross Merrimac Street this morning...near Woodland.
At this rate, I expect I'll see Tom and Atticus climbing up Forrester Street soon.
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