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Désolé

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“Sit”, she said and he sat down without a sound. He knew when that
voice meant business.

“What you did today was unforgivable” she started, but one look at his
apologetic brown eyes melted her heart, like always.

She shook her head and said, “Oh forget it. Let’s go outside.”

And he wagged his tail.

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  1. Good one Tanya. Even I have one in my mind which (as usual) I’d be mailing you no sooner than I got to the university.

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