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February 27, 2022: Paloma's Polite Bark

Paloma’s polite bark woke me too early this morning. Then it escalated to her famous high pitch. To avoid the next one, I groggily schlepped out of bed in the dark and threw on my sweats to take her out to pee. She had just been spayed, so I had to put her harness and leash on because she can’t run or jump until her incision fully heals – two weeks! She quickly ran to the back door as I hustled to put on my coat and scrambled for the all-important flashlight and poop bag.

Then, I opened the back door and looked up to be captivated by the magic of the Morning Star and a peaceful crescent moon.

Thank you for waking me, my pretty girl.



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