It was a dark and foggy night. After days of extremely cold weather, a warm front pushed in bringing rain and brought about the fog . ...
Wait a minute, this is not the start of the next great novel; this is my weekly column. I don’t know about you, but the warmer weather is welcome. Punky likes it. She ran around and around her yard today.
That is until she saw me, and she came running as hard and fast as her little legs would carry her.
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