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PACE

It is rain here. Franklin somehow interprets rain as a cue for walking much more slowly. He has not calculated the drops per square foot of fur at the run versus the amble. We got pretty wet going out for the necessary morning pee pee. Of course I could just let him do it his way and haul ass back to the house; but I am dog's best friend. I amble and we towel off together. He is upset at the rain, to the point of not eating his breakfast yet. Not me.