Thanks, Ann. Sorry I've been away from this thread for a bit. And thanks Susan. Here's one more:
I got in my car and headed to the church, and the same dog that had been chasing my car for the last seven years came running around the corner and started chasing me once more. I pressed on the gas, easily pulling away. But then I had a revelation! This dirty old cur had chased me as I traveled to both my prior weddings. Both marriages ended in disaster. Could it be that this pesky mongrel was a messenger God sent to warn me? Was this ungainly, flea-bitten hound actually a guardian angel I had been foolishly ignoring at my peril? It was all so clear! I pressed on the brakes and pulled to the side of the road. Huffing and puffing, the dog finally reached my car. I rolled down my window expectantly. "Yes?" I inquired. “Yes?” He lifted a leg and peed on my hubcap.
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