Well, there's a first for everything. Sometimes, like on yesterday's flight from Denver to Toronto, there is a first for three things all in one wild afternoon. But first, let me start with Sunday morning. Ol' Bally the Dog and I went for a 90-minute leisurely walk to start the day. We got home just before it started raining. That seemed to be the theme for the day, getting in just in time.
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