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I made a false accusation against our dog.
I wrote about Lucy a couple of months ago, the dog I didn’t want to fall in love with. Yesterday I was about to go for a bike ride and could not for the life of me find one of my cycling gloves. They’d just been washed from the previous bike ride, and the left one was nowhere …
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