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The Z Word.
We took a nice little trip over to EaWa this weekend.
There was good food. Good trees to climb. Good people. Good fun.
And then there was Zelda.
My parent's neighbor's dog. Which sounds a lot like my uncle's cousin's brother.
But not.
Zelda struck a note with these stinky kids. They both want a dog. Badly. And here came Zelda. Playing (not too hard), running, looking for lots of pets and love.
It's like...what do they call that? Kismet or something.
Anyway - the stars aligned and they fell in love. These kids with that dog.
So the days are counted until they can go back and see her. Until then, we've got pictures up on walls and our dinner discussions have become much more focused on a single topic.
We're like dog stalkers.
The good kind.
Or at least that's what I keep telling myself.
There was good food. Good trees to climb. Good people. Good fun.
And then there was Zelda.
My parent's neighbor's dog. Which sounds a lot like my uncle's cousin's brother.
But not.
Zelda struck a note with these stinky kids. They both want a dog. Badly. And here came Zelda. Playing (not too hard), running, looking for lots of pets and love.
It's like...what do they call that? Kismet or something.
Anyway - the stars aligned and they fell in love. These kids with that dog.
So the days are counted until they can go back and see her. Until then, we've got pictures up on walls and our dinner discussions have become much more focused on a single topic.
We're like dog stalkers.
The good kind.
Or at least that's what I keep telling myself.
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