Go Home

by Jim Daly
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When the artist was a boy, his dog would always try to follow him. Even though he loved the dog there were times that he didn't want him along. He'd yell loudly "Go Home!" As he went down the road, he would look back over his shoulder and see the dog standing there with his sad face. It always worked. He would turn around and say "Okay you can come along." The dog would come charging down the driveway with his mouth open as if he was laughing and off they would go, down the road together.
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