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Friday, September 28, 2018

September 28. Day 272. Little Buddy


When I meet dogs like Buddy I feel reassured. Being pushed around in a dog pram is all the proof I need that while I may be mad I'm not alone in my insanity. It's Friday afternoon and like all good crazy dog owners instead of heading to the pub we head to the dog off leash area (after first visiting Margaret in her room overlooking the area). The dogs are all running around like crazy but not Buddy. He's 15 and is a pram enjoying the area in his own way. I love that. I love his happy smile. I love the fact that neither his owner nor any of the other dog owners seemed to think this was a strange thing to do. We all get it. It's the way it should be. Dogs are people too.

















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