Wally sleeps at my feet when I write. He is my gatekeeper. If I ever stop writing and look at him, this is what I see....and I quick get back to writing.
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This is a blog about Walter the Pug. He was hit by a car on July 10th, 2009 but miraculously survived! He's still in therapy and wears little shoe to walk, but he loves life and everyone with wild abandon. I'm serious. He's dragged me up to homeless people and Republicans with equal excitement. He does not discriminate against race, gender or social class. Anyone can be the target of Wally's kisses and goggle-eyed freaky love... Especially you!
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Heee...that's a great pic. If I stop writing, my dog just looks at me as if to say, "FINALLY...can we go to the park now???"
I think Walter might seriously be impedeing my writing flow. He needs treats so often...
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