29
Apr
2012
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I pull; she pulls–initially in the same direction

she usually joins, pulling with me to my debris reducer pile, but in no time at all she must wrestle and subdue the bug infested wooden beast for me. at these moments, it counters my intent but is too entertaining to cause complaint because truly she appears to think she is helping me. I hope she doesn’t outgrow her helpfulness because it makes me laugh and brings me joy.