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Post by Sorya Anne Jones on Sept 13, 2009 14:45:07 GMT 10
Walking around the park seems like a good idea for me. I need some time to relax and get the stress of school off my mind. I pulled up in my Dodge Ram 3500 and get out. I then walked over to a swing that was vaccant at the park. I sat down and let the wind push me. I look and watch someone playing with their dog. I wish i was able to have a dog. BUT i can not have one at the HoN. That is what sucks. I love dogs. But cats are the only other animal besides horses that are allowed there.
Anyways, i thought about my cat Cowgirl. She had chosen me when i was out at the western wall of the school. She was up in the tree near me and started meowing and following me. We were so alike. We do not care if we are covered in dirt or out in the cold for long moments. So, she has been with me ever since. I knew that she was on my bed sleeping. She kind of staired at my Justin McBride poster above my bed like she knew him. Like she likes him as much as i do! Anyways, the breeze then brought me out of my rambling and i realized that i was stairing off into space for no apparent reason. I must have looked like a dork. I do not care. I pulled my Carharrt jacket tighter around me and my cowboy hat over my head more.
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