Tuesday, April 29, 2008
#23
dog walk weekend
One is usually able to tell the level of excitement in the dog's bark, judging its tone of bark and eye contact (and the wag of the tail) to see whether it'll chew your fingers off or lick your hands like they were ice cream sticks. Walking dogs or merely being around them is that thing that makes my crappiest day momentarily joyous or that loneliest day the most blessed.
Looks like the doggie has a bigger self hidden in a small body (Mo's a genius to have pointed that subtle message in this photo)
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