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Now that conjures up a funny picture!
When Patches was just a little puppy (and not yet housetrained!) I would rush her outside when we woke up in the morning. This was in December, and I lived in a little cottage behind my landlords big house. Well, I throw on my shortie bathrobe and scoot her outside to do her business.
Just as I hear the door shut, I think to myself, "I wonder if the door's locked?"
Oh yeah, locked outside at 5:30am, with Patches, total bed head hair and a shortie bathrobe! And it's cold!
Luckily my landlord had just woken up and came outside to grab the paper and let me back in.
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