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 Start of an adventure Let’s get something straight right out the outset: this post is about an adventure but I do not like adventures. One thing I don’t like about them is that they always start with me having to wear my harnesses and my leash. Is a torture session an adventure? Not unless you are really warped. So the title of this post is Melly’s idea. I would have titled it, “Poor capybara tormented by owner,” or something like that.
 Die, leash, die! You may remember that I blogged recently about my very first swim in Capybara Creek. Well, I’ve been going swimming in the creek several times per week ever since then. I absolutely LOVE it! It is the most fun a capybara could have. But, again, I am not loving that leash I have to wear when I swim in the creek. In the photo above, you can see how I attempted to sever my earthly bonds and commit myself to the aquatic realm. I know, I have such a cute look in my eye that it is hard to see my anger. Trust me, it is there. |
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