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I Trust My Neighbors

But not my government

Annie was washing my face. She was a beautiful, energetic Vizsla. I rescued one, years ago. They are just lovely dogs, athletic and affectionate. I’d just met her mommy, the neighbor who lives around the corner.

In the fourteen years I’ve lived six houses away I never met her. Now we know each other.