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Tuesday, October 22, 2019

Hahaha

The folks that mow the yard apparently came. At some point, the downspout of the gutter got run over by them and was in the yard but someone thoughtfully put it on the back porch (although they did forget to latch the gate properly, something I always check when I let the dog out). Fast forward to when I let her out after her supper and she's done her business and I go to let her in, and I ask her to sit and she does, right on top of the cold, crushed metal spout, and she jumps about three feet in the air, startled. I so wish I'd gotten a video of it when her butt connected. The look on her face was priceless.

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