mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is.
I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
dopt-dopt. she just showed up and she decided she belongs to me
no collar, but clean, well fed, tries not to jump (trained), lots of end stage puppy in her. I won't feed her for a couple of days just in case her home is near enough for her to find way there. I've named her dopt-dopt because she likes it and seems to be adopting me. I never considered an outdoor dog but she seems trained that way--doesn't come on porch or to door. she just plays and goes on adventures until I come back out then she just hovers and bumps me trying to be close. funny that the grand girls are coming up today and we've got a puppy hunting outing for the afternoon. perhaps she came to me. far better than eharmony or eBay for a new best friend. I assume she'll find her way home tonight.
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