Right now, I'm listening to my very old beagle bark at a squirrel that hopped across the treetops about twenty minutes ago. My dog, Marcie, has a great sniffer, even at her age, and all the barking is sure giving her plenty of exercise.
I think I heard the squirrel laughing.
Silly things like this happen everyday. If it isn't this dog, it's the other one, an overgrown puppy, coming in to hoist himself up on my lap and lick my face. Or it's my girls laughing or singing in the den. That sound will charm my socks off.
Last night as I was writing, it was the
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