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Monday, January 10, 2011
Snow
Snow. It has fallen; it is falling; and it will continue to fall. (past, present, and future progressive.) Snow is cold. Teddy will not do his business in snow. Teddy looks at me like its my fault that it is snowing. Teddy flicks his feet, one at a time, when he has to walk in snow. Teddy does not like snow. He does not run in snow. He does not look for Spot or other dogs in the snow. Teddy does not sniff the snow or bite the snow. Teddy says, "To hell with the snow."
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