11.05.2007

November 4, 2007

White Dog looked so dejected as she sat staring out of the window while Steve and I worked on projects. I tried cheering by singing but she only came to lay by my feet and sigh. White Dog really misses Steve's healthy ankle and the freedom it gave them to do things. Steve saw how lackluster she was and took White Dog to Hidden Park despite his sprain.

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