I was going to have a, "After medication" post, because this has been such a big deal. That'll have to wait, though; I have a bigger deal.
When I first moved to NorCal five years ago, I met an elderly woman named Glenna. Glenna worked at a pet shop, and gave me my first training job up here. She had two dogs: a big golden named Leo, and a little
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