December 15, 2010. Wednesday.
Situation: I have rush work to do today, and I also have to work tonight. I just heard Moi going outside with Mway, and Mway barking, for a short time anyway – I’m not going to be able to take her for a walk this morning. Maybe I can squeeze in a quick walk this afternoon. I get home about 2:30 and just have time to take Mway for a walk before I have to leave around 4. Mway greets me in the driveway, and as I rush through the cold, follows me to the door. Moi is at her laptop, and after she tells me how this morning she barely avoided driving into a snow squall and how one of her students then called to cancel her lesson because she was in a car accident in that very same snow squall, I ask her, as Mway is pacing around the table, “So what’s up with her? Does she need a walk?” Moi tells me the Boy, who’s home for a few days, just took her out. “Good,” I say, “Then I don’t need to do it.” While I’m rolling cigarettes for tonight, the Boy comes in the door and tells me, “I took Mwayla out, but not for very long.” “Well,” I say, “I’m not going to take her out.” Long ago I decided I was only going to keep up this journal for a year, and the time for finishing it up is drawing near – 9 days to go.
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A for Heeler cont. – MM
Chapter 17
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