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About daylight the dog still had not aroused from her cave (she sleeps in a 
heavily blanketed wolf's cage, most nights), so I awakened her and opened the 
doors to head topward the back dog for her to do her morning business.  Whe I 
opended the door, instead of stretching and walking out as usual, she ran to 
her hiding spot -- she thinks she can't be seen-- did her am tinkle, and ran 
and jumped up on the sofa and buried herself under pillows.  So, to teach her 
never to do that again -- this was the first time in 4 years-- I picked her 
up and put her out back for 20 minutes, anyway.  When I finally let her in 
she looked at me like I was St. georges Dragon, and she was among the 
persecuted.

Skip to a few minutes ago, a little after noon.  She is playing outside while 
my wife and I are reading inside; suddenly I noticed it was raining  -- and 
at a pretty good clip.  So I march to the back door and she is standing there 
, once again, among the persecuted.  She is now buried beneath the sofa 
cushions once again, and as soon as it quits raining -- it has already slowed 
down-- I'm going to pick a few tomatoes from my garden to go with our lunch.

I hope everyone is having a pleasnt day..................

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