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Puppy Dog

She said she hadn't been sleeping - bad dreams: her Jack Russell getting lost in the fields. And it's almost harvest time. I said, half jokingly - only half, it's your maternal instinct kicking in. She laughed. I guess she's still that young.

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andreas-andersson

Swedish

Published: Dec 24, 2010
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