Now that I'm back from the beach, I have to catch everyone up on a few other exciting things that happened. We spent Wednesday night at the farm, where it was absolutely freezing. Marty brought my box in, but left the door open, so I slept in there so I wouldn't get frostbite. Thursday morning we had to take my great-grandhuman somewhere, but Lyle and I waited in the car while Lyle dropped him off. After that, we went back to the beach (by way of Sonic, of course)!
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Mr. Tripoli seemed somewhat less excited to see me than he did the last time. I didn't understand at the time, but it became clear later. Thursday night Mr. Tripoli's girlfriend came to visit! Her name is Sophie and she's beautiful. She's a Golden Retriever and she's about a year old. I think that's too young for Mr. Tripoli, and I like older women!
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If Mr. Tripoli didn't weigh three times as much as I do, I'd totally steal his girl!
Note how Mr. Tripoli is getting complacent in his old age. Maybe next time I will take Sophie home to live with me!
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