This morning while on our walk we ran into an old acquaitance who also happens to be a former member of the Nylons. He still works in theater and I know last summer he spent at Stratford. He gave me a big hug and I was unable to hug him back given I was carrying two bags of pooh. I learnt three things this morning:
1) Nobody wants to be hugged by someone carry dog pooh
2) You can't swing a bag of dog pooh in this town without hitting a local celebrity
3) Everyone dies famous in a small town.
Happy Trails!!!!
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