Monday, September 7, 2009

somethings in my tree

I no longer break my stares when they are met with strange eyes, and if I do I immediately re-initiate. Some random dog happened into my yard, a real tame dog if you will. We sat, we stayed and shook limbs and fetched things. Dog was convinced there was something edible in the tree. Circling the trunk she leapt and leapt until her owners reclaimed her.

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