Are We Ever Going to Duet?

I knew love was on the line, but I was exhausted and running around the issue wasn’t going to cut it anymore. So instead of serving it I threw the plate of asparagus he made at his feet, bellowing over him to drown out his warbling, “Goddamnit, John, you know I wasn’t asking about singing!”

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Bessie, my white-faced golden retriever, trotted over to greet me with a smile and a wagging tail as she always does. She’s the best dog I’ve ever had, and I only wish I was still alive so I could give her the belly rub she so rightfully deserves.

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