Padonk

Like pétanque,* but Padonk.

She found us on an evening walk and stayed for two nights, disappearing during the day and returning around cocktail time.

She didn’t return on the third night, came on the fourth, but hasn’t been back since.

I love her and hope to see her again.

(*We have a pétanque court.)

One evening we all went for a hike, and she let me carry her on the highway.

Pétanque

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