Opal and I were driving home from the zoo today. There was a small car driving towards us, papers and debris stacked high on the dashboard. The driver's hands were gesturing wildly, the wind whipping her unkempt hair. The tiny back seat was stuffed full of dogs. Real, live, furry dogs. It all seemed a little too crazy and a tiny bit possible. God help me.
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I am sorry that I missed the trip.. I could have stopped her car and stole the puppies. :)
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