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Untamed and Primal

Fall                                                Waxing Autumn Moon Warning:  weak stomachs should not read further. Kate yelled, but I didn’t hear.  Rigel, let inside after breakfast and a morning’s romp in the woods, came in, lay down on our small oriental rug, and, as dogs sometimes do, threw up.  Gross, I know, but after a while with dogs, many […]

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