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Sunday, December 16, 2012
Another weird thing had happened the night before. For once, I'm going to resist telling a long drawn out story. It started with a barking dog, followed by a missing husband, followed by police, fire engines, flashing lights and neighbors in front of my house at 3:00 a.m., and on to sulfuric acid, and ended with a barking dog.
I wonder how much it costs to fly un chien across the ocean on Air France. Wouldn't Keeper be an adorable accessory? He'd be completely welcome there, too. Paris loves dogs. Unlike Black Walnut, but that's another story. The one black mark, long forgiven, on my relationship with my favorite restaurant.