Before leaving for a listing presentation, I was engrossed in wrapping gifts and addressing Christmas and Hanukkah cards. In my rush, I tore open two paper bags allowing them to drop onto the floor. In seconds my dog began playing with the brown paper bag, as a child would an empty box.
After a few minutes without noise, I glanced down to check on my dog. There my dog lay cuddled in the middle of the package, as though the brown paper bag was his doggy bed. Maybe he was thinking of his next dastardly attack.
Dogs are perfectly content just to lay there without a care in the world. I guess that's why so many people don't want to retire.
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