wind up and into the highlands,
until you find canyon view ranch, and realize your dogs
are in a spa:
we spent a few hours with them, learning what they had learned, crossing paths and heelings,
staying against temptations, running, greeting, downing . . . and soaking up the purest love you have ever known.
it was tiring for us all:
but you got the sense that they were learning,
growing,
becoming the true little miracles they have always been capable of being:
pooped little miracles, but nonetheless . . .
it was hard to leave them that afternoon.
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