I love my dog. He’s almost 14 years old. He’s was born in Charlottesville, while I’ve only been here about six years. He’s also a total jerk. He does things like beg to go outside at 3AM, then run to the top of the hill, turn around to look at me and bark his face off. He knows I won’t run up the hill after him, so he just bounces around going apeshit, and wakes up the neighbors. Really, he’s great.

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