The story of marco the beagle.
Marco belongs to a student of mine. I first met him when he was a puppy. He's sweet, lovable and never fails to greet me at the door when I come over. He's also a big prankster. He has chewed the cap off my nice sigg bottle, once got so excited to see me that he peed on my jeans(while giving me a nice doggie hug) and made me chase him down the street when he decided to escape and go for a run.
Today, he was contently lying there chewing on my shoes as I was about to leave. Bits of rubber and cloth were everywhere and the left shoe was redesigned to resemble a somewhat open toe kinda shoe. I laughed, patted him, borrowed a pair of slippers and left. Oaks thinks i'm being biased but there is just so much love in that dog's eyes...
A couple of days ago, I had an amazing dream about a wild horse which I refused to ride. It could do this crazy leap and bound thing spanning bout 50m at a time. I was scared of falling off so I patted it on its back and we parted ways. At home, I was having a chillax session with a lion. It felt strangely peaceful.
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