I can't deal. The house rattles and groans all day, while I wait for a pause in the torrential rainfall to scurry about town on errands. Everyone looks damp and harassed, except schoolchildren, laughing and squealing like otters under the gushing eaves.

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While procrastinating, I chance upon a meme. Image of a pink butterfly resting in acid-green foliage above these words in pink: Whoever brings you the most peace should get the most time.

I immediately regard the dog lying in front of the space heater, all tongue and pee paws, my Stinky Boy and Bright Eyes. I am not a dog person. But I am this dog's person.

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God. That glass of wine so close to bedtime was probably not advisable.




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