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ndrosenI mentioned seeing a pair of (male) Mormon missionaries; a few days ago, I met a couple of young ladies, Sister This and Sister That by their name tags. I was headed to the supermarket when I encountered them, and asked whether I was interested in attending their church, and when I said no, whether I knew anyone else who was seeking spiritual nutriment. Again, no. They were polite, and so was I.
Wednesday evening, as I left work, I saw a woman with a pair of basset hounds on leashes, and tried to make friends. The woman said that the dogs were actually part beagle, if I understood her over the barking, although the hounds seemed big and thickset enough to be all basset. She also said that they were anxious, so I didn’t try to get too close; they were both wagging their tails and loudly barking in deep basso voices.
Wednesday evening, as I left work, I saw a woman with a pair of basset hounds on leashes, and tried to make friends. The woman said that the dogs were actually part beagle, if I understood her over the barking, although the hounds seemed big and thickset enough to be all basset. She also said that they were anxious, so I didn’t try to get too close; they were both wagging their tails and loudly barking in deep basso voices.
