the_dogs_laying_in_exhausted_heaps fyn gula there is the work we have to do, beyond even what we ever thought. driving ten ton loads of soil up winding country roads in a GMC 7ooo that has no power. pull in the driveway. set the parking brake. hear the barks of warning from the place of twilight rest. who has come to disturb us? only me. exhausted like you. 020719 what's it to you? who go blather from