Death is All Around
No I'm not referring to the situation in Haiti, nor the ex-colleague's funeral that I went to yesterday.
Our one year-old golden retriever, which is not that fast and makes as much noise as a tank approaching, manage to catch a pigeon on Wednesday. It must have been old and/or sick to not escape.
Fortunately, we found the dog before he made too much mess and I got to dispose of the bird when I got back from work - wonderful!
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