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Escape No. 6
Aug 13, '08 | 195 Views | 1 Comments
King and Reuben...one of few shots with no movement from either party.
Riverside is a compassionate community.
Every Tuesday we play slow pitch softball. As we were pulling into the garage last night, our neighbor walked out her back door to meet us on the driveway.
“We tied him in,” she said, pointing at the gate behind me. “Him” is Reuben—my year and a half old black lab mix. I say lab mix loosely, and will explain later.
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