The other day during cocktails on the patio hour, we had a neighborly visit. Our patio is a very closed and intimate space with a wooden gate, privacy fence and lots of shrubbery to enclose it. The Mr. and I were sitting there enjoying the moment when in walks this big boy. We have seen him around the 'hood. He sauntered under the gate, walked leisurely over to the fountain just a few feet away from us, sniffed around and stood up for a drink. It was cocktail hour, after all.
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