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Tuesday, April 25

Covering more ground faster than ever

I just took Dexter out for a mini walk (read: run around the yard since the child is inside sick on this glorious sunny day in Seattle). Just as I was walking down the back stairs, I felt my arm being pulled from the socket, the sound of Dexter's howls filling the quiet of the neighborhood. A UPS truck was rounding the corner, passing our house. Dexter was nuts with glee in an attempt to chase the big brown box down the road, something I had never seen him do.

I then realized that to the golden retriever, the UPS truck is just one giant squirrel.


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