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And my mother's cat, Luciana (Lucy). Poor thing died suddenly about 1.5 years ago. Blood clot in her leg hit a nerve and her legs weren't working. Sent her into a panic and cardiac arrest. We couldn't even get her to the vet.

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In the evening it is prone to leaping out of the water ... I suspect to catch flying insects. It makes this whoosh and then a big splash. If you're quick, you can see its white underside.
 
Cool.
 
To go with Mary Lou's binos, I picked up a 10x monocular. I thought it would be easier to carry in a camera bag than a bino. After I use it I try to turn it off, lol.
 
The Cook must really be wiped out. Usually, around 4:00 p.m., she's like clock-work staring at me as a reminder to feed her. Today she's nowhere in sight.
 
I think she sold another Wheaten. At the nursery a couple stopped and paid a lot of attention to The Cook.
 
After a bit of a conversation and a lot of petting and some Cookie stories ... they said they were looking to adopt a dog and after today ... probably a Wheaten.
 
After a bit of a conversation and a lot of petting and some Cookie stories ... they said they were looking to adopt a dog and after today ... probably a Wheaten.

I saw a dog today that looked like he could have been a Wheaten. When the dog and his humans passed us on the trail, I said, "Hi Cookie!"

All dogs that look like the Cook are now called "Cookie" in my mind.
 
After a bit of a conversation and a lot of petting and some Cookie stories ... they said they were looking to adopt a dog and after today ... probably a Wheaten.

I saw a dog today that looked like he could have been a Wheaten. When the dog and his humans passed us on the trail, I said, "Hi Cookie!"

All dogs that look like the Cook are now called "Cookie" in my mind.
LOL
 

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