The old man and his dog


"Cmon Sparky!", the old man said as he pulled the leash. The man hunched a bit and looked down at the ground as he walked. The dog sniffed the ground in a hurried frenzy. The man passed a neighbor and tipped his hat. He said a quiet hello and the woman nodded in exchange. He frowned and hurried along to a grassy area and threw a ball. His dog chased the ball quickly. "What a nice day it turned out to be he thought.

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