Lenore

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Lenore “Willie, so nice of you to stop by.” The cute little guy humbly enters as I hold open the door. He just wordlessly nods, apparently gravitating to his speechless canine role of months before. “Sit...on a chair. I have exciting plans for you.” He’s apprehensive and he should be. Full understanding and realization of his proclivity does not readily come at his age. But at some point he will become enlightened and most thankful that we have not only uncovered it, but also spawned an environment for it to flourish. “Soda, water, anything to drink?” He shakes his head and seems disappointed. I surmise that he was expecting to see Chloe who, at my insistence, is at the gym exercising. I keep her trim. “Maybe you’d be feel better without clothing. You appeared quite comfortable in

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