Early Sunday Morning

I took Linus for a walk sans leash in the sugar bush down the road. He frumped around in the leaves for a while before I realized that all the leaves with super toothed edges were felting right into his fur, even his face until he couldn’t move. Eventually all he could do was sit in one place and try to nibble on his new foliage belly shirt.

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