I took my dog on the bus yesterday.
Wait. That sentence is not exactly right.
My dog rode the bus!
Seriously. There he was on the Route 67 rolling down Roosevelt Avenue in northern Seattle on a Thursday, an honest-to-God lap dog, looking out the window and hearing Taylor Swift lyrics in his mind like the rest of us.
🎼Best believe I’m still bejeweled/When I…
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