restlessarmored_mindSeptember 21 2006, 23:58:07 UTC
Meanwhile outside, the dog was barking furiously at the lawnmower, which was sitting innocuously on Mrs. Leese's bed of tulips. "Oh come off it," said the machine, clearly displeased with the attention it was getting. "Look," said the dog, who's name, incidentally, was 57, named after a bottle of catsup he'd downed when he was a puppy, "I'm a dog, we bark at things. It's simply my job, you see, so just let me at it, will you?" "I still don't see what the point of it all is," grumbled the machine, and tried to content itself to simply bask in the sun and rust, tuning out the dog.
A few minutes later, the dog wandered off to find something else to do.
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"Oh come off it," said the machine, clearly displeased with the attention it was getting.
"Look," said the dog, who's name, incidentally, was 57, named after a bottle of catsup he'd downed when he was a puppy, "I'm a dog, we bark at things. It's simply my job, you see, so just let me at it, will you?"
"I still don't see what the point of it all is," grumbled the machine, and tried to content itself to simply bask in the sun and rust, tuning out the dog.
A few minutes later, the dog wandered off to find something else to do.
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