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A DOG WRITES
Páirc an Fhionnuisce
We`re driving through the Páirc an Fhionnuisce. My head is out the window. Sure enough I can feel the wind in my fur and in my ears. Iolfree is driving. It`s our happy place. A tune by Dean Martin, Volare, is on the old cassette deck.
Everything is as it should be, which is not bad. Today is a day off. I`m going to chase swallows and hunt squirrels —— can`t wait.
Last night there was some commotion outside, an intruder perhaps. I ascend the stairs and peer into iolfree`s room. He is listening to a small radio. He beckons me up onto the bed. I join him, which is unusual for me, because I don`t intrude. I lay there for a while. He murmureds the name of one of my friends which is Dizzy. I look at him quizzically. Later when he is unconscious I will slip away back down to me own bed. In the morning iolfree will come down the stairs and gave me some deli meat from the fridge. And soon we will be on our way here.