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Beulah
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"It was a beautiful day, but what made it even more beautiful was that my thoughts had turned to the lovely maiden, Miss Beulah of the long collie nose and the fair, flaxen hair. I wondered if she'd been thinking about me. I had little doubt that she had been, for she was a smart lady and had excellent taste. Yet it was hard to explain her strange attachment to Plato the Bird Dog. In some ways Plato was a likeable mutt. He had no glaring flaws but also no glaring virtues. He was the kind of guy you might choose as a casual friend, but certainly not worthy of the love of a refined collie." |
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