Benno, my dog, waits impatiently beside my bike. We go to the postoffice almost every day, or to the local drugstore ore whatever the excuse is to make a little ride with him. He is very obedient to me, as he should be, because he is a dog and I am his packleader. The meaning of his life is to obey, to please. For me its a relief that at least he listens to what I say.
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Tja, doen wat je zegt ...
Wat als ze dat wel deden, dan moest je toch wel op je woorden letten.;-)
Wat doe je nog meer tegen de vervelende invloed van het boek dat je schrijft? Veel wandelen en buiten rommelen?
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