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{A Tale of Two Walks} #sol18

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A Tale of Two Walks A Tail of Two Walks

A new dog enticing us to walk “C’mon Harley.” Oh, what’s that?
Strolling through the neighborhood “No, Harley.” A stick!
Waving hello to neighbors outside “Drop it, Harley!” A bark chip!
Looking closely at each house “COME. ON. HARLEY.” STOP!
The front door, the landscaping “Let’s go, Harley.” What’s that smell?
Picking up the pace “Almost home, Harley.” Grass.Grass.Grass.
Does she think she is a sidewalk hoover? “Harley. No!” A pebble!
Around the corner “Yucky, Harley.” Spit-it-out. Yucky.
And back home Sigh. Ah, home.






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  1. Awesome playful slice. Enjoy playing with ideas, words, and structures this upcoming month!

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  2. Oh, I love this. You are going to have fun with Harley! And he's already started sharing his voice. I don't know how old Harley is, but check out puppy classes at some point. When I took Chloe, they asked what we expected our dogs to learn. My only request was that I could take her for a walk and have her listen to me. And she does. For the most part :)

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  3. Love the different perspectives. Harley will help create many slices this coming month. Love ya, Mom

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  4. I love the structure so that we can understand both perspectives. What a delightful slice!

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  5. What fun. I haven't had a dog since I was a kid. We are cat people now. There is such joy in puppies. How can you not smile when they do things, even things you don't want them to do?

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  6. Fun perspective, but especially the word play with tale/tail. Harley is so cute!

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