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Sunday afternoon
Dec. 27th, 2009 03:12 pmA man on the next street over, whose house is visible from my back door, had the unmitigated gall to start shoveling his driveway. Gaby informed me of his crime with an ear-piercing yodel--you haven't lived until you've heard her let loose within the confines of a small house. Honestly, I thought someone was climbing over the fence into my yard.
She's pacing between my desk and the back door. She wants to go outside so she can inform the poor man of her displeasure personally.
She's pacing between my desk and the back door. She wants to go outside so she can inform the poor man of her displeasure personally.
