Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Sunday, October 4, 2015

10.4

The dog is whining, but I couldn't tell you why. We're in the living room, I feed him ten minutes ago, he has water to drink, his toys are spread across the floor, and I have been petting him most of the last hour. Now he just walked away from me and started whining at the door he walked into three hours ago and which I haven't closed since. Does he think he needs my permission to go out?
He doesn't.

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