Asphalt Dog

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Today I found Little Asphalt Dog, sniffing on a black amorphous protuberance.  Little Asphalt Dog is content with this kind of existence.

He doesn’t move on his own; he is lifted by the sticky soles of the shoes of unobservant passengers, and dropped off in random territory, even in the passenger’s home.

Little Asphalt Dog is never sad.  He looks forward to tomorrow’s adventure.

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