There are two small dogs currently living in my house. One of them is small enough to fit through the cat flap, and if I forget to close the door to the kitchen in the evening, she will go out into the garden and sit very quietly in the dark at the end of the lawn with her back to the house, as if waiting for something. She will stay there until I go out and call her name. When I do, she happily follows me back inside. It is a mystery.
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its these little mysteries that make...absolutely love having
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