they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Saturday, October 01, 2005

A rare sight.

Perhaps I'll take Gus on more long afternoon walks. There's nothing quite like walking through the neighborhood, crunching fresh fallen leaves and acorns. But, there's really nothing like seeing Gus actually asleep during prime "go" time. No laps around the house this afternoon.

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