The Old Man


There comes the old man down the road. His golden retriever walks beside him, just barely moving. They both move slowly. The dog is 14 1/2 years old, around 100 in human years. He has the beautiful golden hair but his face is solid white.The old man is still so proud of him.

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5 comments on “The Old Man
  1. Sacha Black says:

    ahhh what a lovely entry, thank you so much Rosemary and lovely to meet you.

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  2. nkdwhtguy says:

    beautiful creature!


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