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Posted by on April 4, 2005

I’ve been dreaming of talking dogs. First I took a train to Paris with Roxie and we chatted about our trip, then last night I was trying to give Molly her dinner and she was insisting that she is always allowed to have salmon. Is she lying, I wondered, but then thought of course not, dogs don’t lie. All my dreams have been active lately. I walk around in my sleep; my legs churn up the blankets; I roll both ways before crossing the street. Today I’m exhausted from all this traveling and conversation.

The title of this post, if you’re wondering, is the only word Roxie was ever known to say in waking life, and she only said it once when she wanted to go out and no one would get out of bed.

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