Tonight, like most nights, I spent a fruitless half hour trying to wear out Lucy, a.k.a. Gnashing Crotch Teeth. I walked, played tug-of-war, and ran my little heart out. Was Lucy even the least bit worn out? Noooooo, she came home and ran around like a demented dog tornado. Talking about ungrateful! She could have at least panted a little,
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