Dog and Man
Northern California
It was too windy out at the coast to touch the sand or the sea to beach comb. On the way back, I noticed the dog and man in the town square of Guerneville. The boxer type dog reminded me of my grandmother\’s dog in San Francisco. When I was three years old or so, I used to love playing with her brute of a dog, his name was Pudgy, and all I really remember was him knocking me down the long wooden steps out the back kitchen door. He didn\’t have any sense of boundaries or care like many dogs do when they are around young children. It didn\’t deter me one bit from hanging out with him.


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Travel Blogger and Traveler

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