Sun and snow—an unlikely pair? Not in my logic. Snow muffles the noise from the parkway; it’s cool against my underbelly. Sun makes my eyes half-closed. And somehow it all seems right.
As usual, Saki looks for things to dig and throw and chase. Shane looks for someone to open the door and let him back in. It’s these differences that make us a threesome of curiosity. All dogs are not alike. It’s a good thing.
Best wishes, Juno
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