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A Bad Wakeup, Starring Ottie, My Big Boned Golden Retriever
The story of a very peculiar dog and the also peculiar circumstances of his owner.
Juliana came walking up the beach towards me with both of our drinks. She still had her Miss Colombia sash on. She liked wearing her heels to the beach. I wasn’t sure how she walked in them. But whatever she wanted, I was good with.
She got to our beach chairs, leaned down, handed me my drink, and with a kiss said, “Hello Husband.”
Returning a smile, “Hello Wife — thank you.”
It was a perfect honeymoon. The beaches had white sand. The waves were crashing. Our sailboat was anchored just a couple of hundred feet into the water.
Hey.
As we both sat in our beach chairs, the sun was slowly covered by clouds.
“Oh shoot hun, the sun might be done for the day.”
Thunder echoed across the sky. Staring upwards through my sunglasses, I noticed small objects drifting down.
