50 Things I'll Miss About Chicago -->
Thing 43:
Passing by all of the dogs in the 'hood when I'm out and about walking in it.
[Only 43 more days until the big move to Florida!]
To this day, I still will recognize more dogs of neighbors than neighbors themselves ... and this is some five and a half years after we lost Demon. Of course, that all makes sense seeing as how, in passing, I almost always make eye contact with the dog(s) and not the owner(s). I will miss the ones in this building (the newer upstairs neighbor just got a pit bull puppy to keep the howling beagle company) ... and the others (like the pug lady with her dozen pugs [some on little rolling wheels for their back legs], and the mega-sized Dane, and the huskies down the way, and the bull dog, and the labs, etc etc). Sigh.
COUNTER: Although dogs are permitted in the state of Florida, apparently the area to which me and mine are moving includes pockets that enforce breed specific legislation ... so I might not get to see any pretty pit bulls in the new environs. Double sigh.
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