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Please do.
I went running with Gus yesterday. It had stopped raining... but about a quarter mile into the run, it was dumping, and Gus, who is fat (I'm trying to work some weight off the dork), did not want to run anymore. So I walked, a little irritated at my dog for making me walk and not run, but... it was raining. I became soaked. I haven't felt so content in so long...
Just me and my dog and the rain. Oh yes.
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