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That Damned Black Lab

I begged for the tennis ball to stop before going into the street. Driving Friday evening on 500 East, I passed 600 South when from the corner of my right eye I saw the ball leave the man’s hand. He had thrown a tennis ball for his waiting black lab. The yard was hidden from the street … Continue reading

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