Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Year of writing 149.

5/29/12

Today Doobie, the immense dog that belongs to my parents, came over for a vacation while they go to my brother's wedding in Missouri.  As soon as Miles caught sight of doobie, whose back resembles an aircraft carrier, he erupted in laughter and tried to throw himself out of my arms.  I have no idea what it is that Doobie does for Miles, but I'm not arguing, because I can put him down next to Doobie for hours.  It makes me wonder if everybody in the world has something that does that for them.  Like, If I saw the perfect eggs benedict, I would be transfixed in joy for hours - every time I saw it.  That would be pretty rad.

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