pets
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By Carol Roper The puppy, Galleta, is having the “Zoomies,” dashing around the garden, zigging-zagging among young trees and potted plants squeezing between lawn chairs, disappearing behind the house then,like a magician, reappearing moments later. The senior dog, MIcki, sits on the deck balefully eyeing the new arrival, whom she despises. Evenings Micki sits on…
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by Carol Roper The house was quiet now at a few minutes to 8:00 a.m. The first two hours upon awakening were pandemonium, a word rarely used in contemporary times but a suitable description of the events that occurred each morning around 5 a.m. But now the sun was above the two-floor house across the…
