And that was how Jono came to be walking a three-legged pit bull back to the boards with a sleeping mouse in his pocket, and a grocery bag full of dog supplies in the hand that wasn't holding the leash.
"At least," he grumbled under his breath as the dog half-dragged him down the road, "this waited to happen until after the play."
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Date: 2013-03-18 11:00 am (UTC)"At least," he grumbled under his breath as the dog half-dragged him down the road, "this waited to happen until after the play."