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The grass inside Sibe Quentin has been cut, the evening is cool, and the need for speed is great—we present the racing Roscoe!
The threatened thunderstorms never developed, so yesterday evening was crisp and cool. And the freshly mowed lawn just begged for pounding Siberian paws. Roscoe couldn’t resist and the game was on.
After several laps around the yard (and with the wooing encouragement of the Little Prince who sat on the deck and watched), Roscoe wasn’t even winded from his games. But he sure wore a big smile.
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