I was digging around in the back of the rodeo yesterday looking for a tool belt and I came across a tennis ball that I had collected a long time ago for our dearly departed Sullivan.It was one of about 5 or 6 and just got buried by the mountain of electrician stuff that rides around with me.
I was instantly transported back to the joyful days of playing fetch with Sully,his next to favorite activity.(His first was tug of war).I had to smile,and I left it there,because time will pass and I will forget and the next time I'm digging around in the back of the rodeo I'll have to smile.
Well then,enough about that...
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