Yesterday I was walking down 11th to get to Junie's house and walk her. And then, there on the sidewalk was a large dog just lying on the ground, refusing to move. Not waiting for anyone. Not smelling, just laying on his side on the sidewalk. A young woman patiently asking her to move, and getting more annoyed.
I looked over as I walked passed, and this medium sized dog had a wiry hair muzzle and I giggled. I turned and said to the woman, "So, part terrier, right?"
And she said, "He gets more damn terrier everyday."
And I thought of Hastings, who laid down when he was done. And Trevor who just didn't move when annoyed.
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