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   vicarious Schnauzer thrills
Monday, April 10 2000
No matter where I've been or what I've done or with whom I've associated, I've noticed that eventually I develop a heightened awareness for the things that interest those around me. Never has this been made more clear than by my recent increasing interest in the things that fascinate Sophie the Miniature Schnauzer. This no doubt reflects a training of my mind from all the walks Sophie and I have shared, walks that came at heightened frequency and duration during my six week employment hiatus. Now every time I see another dog, even when I'm not walking Sophie, I feel a vicarious doggy thrill. No, I don't find myself wondering about the fragrance of every canine anus I pass, but I do find myself looking for tell-tale pee stains on lamposts and building corners.


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