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6:30 Tuesday morning. It’s dark out. Slowly, our neighborhood starts to come to life: lights go on, teeth being brushed and so it goes. I take the mascot on her walk and as we make our way through the park, we run into Bobby and Alex. As usual, Peaches greets them with exuberance, her tail wagging as if this is the best day ever - just like yesterday was the best day ever, and the day before that, and the one before that. We talk as we often do: it’s warm and humid today, the magnolias are … [Read more...]