Post # 24: We Await Your Return

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TULLY says . . .

Dad, I will be so glad when you get home. I don't want to be rude, but the dog sitter still doesn't understand Play. She's slower than you are and doesn't run as many times through the kitchen. Diva, of course, is oblivious, as long as she gets to play Ball.

Thank you for the postcard from København. The sitter displays your postcards above our food dishes. As if we can read.