Walking the dog yesterday, I noticed that Olivia was missing from her perch, no longer wedged along the white picket fence where she could keep an eye on the neighborhood.Did someone abscond with the charming star of Ian Falconer's storybooks?
Or did Olivia set off on her own adventure?
It was nice to see she'd been rescued from the trash and propped up on a neighbor's fence. That bright red dress and those floppy ears always made for a welcome sight when I rounded the corner with Otto on our morning walk.
I'd hate to think I've seen the last of her.
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