Some days after school, I used to climb up on an old rusty bar next to our back fence and eat oranges with my dog, Rosie. It was the perfect place to sit since no one could see me from the back door because the bar was up in the orange tree branches. After an orange or two, Rosie and I would take a constitutional around the backyard, I would give her a pat on the head, and then go inside and do my homework.
Good ole Rosie.
Oh this makes me happy! I think this defines a basic part of your character that I love! :)
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