July 27, 2003
1:51 PM
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The Rittenhouse Review
It’s 1:30 p.m. Do you know where your dog is?
I know where mine is.
Wake me in time for dinner
She’s still sleeping.
[Post-publication update: Mildred today finally arose at the supremely civilized hour of 3:45 p.m. Expecting brunch.]
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