D.O.P.-T.

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This morning the housemate had to dash to a doctor's appointment and I walked the two dogs separately again. Bear had lost his collar somewhere. I tried hooking the leash to his flea collar - I had to do something, he was nosing his way out of the yard gate - but of course its buckle gave way as soon as we reached the park, and he was off romping through the trees. I corralled him again and looped the leash through its handle. He was sweet enough not to object to being half throttled through the rest of the walk - his thick pelt probably helped, too - and licked my face as I unhooked him, but I must remember the emergency collar tomorrow.