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Date: 21 September 2007 11:38:52
These two arrive at the park by car. The man looks about eighty something. The dog is 14. His name might be Buster. He's a heavy-set, medium-sized dog. His back legs don't work so well. But they're good mates. Buster barks at the other dogs, and the kind ones run over so that he can sniff them and bark some more.
They don't stay at the park very long. Buster can only walk about halfway around the oval. His chasing ball days are over. Then the man lifts him into the car, and they drive off.