A Closed Door
- M. J. Padgett
- Jun 28, 2022
- 9 min read
Who would have thought a three-legged dog could run as fast as a professional sprinter? No one, that’s why Mark and I spent an hour chasing one around the park after she chewed through her brand-new leash. Luckily, she wasn’t running in fear, but her happy run wore me out. While he occupied her, I ran to the closest store and bought another, much sturdier leash. Once she was clipped in, Mark let her down again.
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