Thursday, December 24, 2020

eleven bears a'jumping.












the cold is stunning after yesterday. no one came to the international house dog yard, but some buddy left a red ball. bear was so dear when i said so long, like she knew it was for a while. my eyes were streaming on the way back from the library. i never much cared for xmas since i pulled the fake santa's beard off at 7 years.

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