HUD

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I am not naturally a dog person. There was one dog Peepers, a red collie we grew up with, that I loved. She would roam the fields and golf course near by. Life was wild then.

In the late 1970s my sister-in-law breed Whippets. I learned to loved her dogs. They were thin and very loving. This particular picture is a fun one.

The sweater I am wearing was found at a thrift store in the late 1970s. It was my Jackson Pollock sweater.  Most of my clothes then were throw backs from the 1950s: twenty buck’ got you a lot of clothes from the local thrift store or salvation army. I wore this sweater until it was threads.

Nola laughed when she heard this song on the radio. In her mind it was about her Whippets…

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this is about devolution and nothing else… ;>