The morning run with the dog. He's a Briard, a French sheep dog - looking,
sans aucun doute, for a French sheep to herd about, park in a field, stand on an upside-down bucket and, with a wave of his paw, oblige to sing La Marseillaise. Tricky this, since he can't see anything, what with the hair, and there aren't any French sheep around.
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Nice pooch. Life is just better when you have a dog.
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