The Other Side of Fate

As comfortable as Fate is sleeping on the pink chair in the house, she’s also a barnyard dog. This morning, covered in spittle from running around the sheep, she cooled off in the flooded marsh on the edge of the pasture.  All the while just waiting for me to tell her to “get the sheep” again.  

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