With a busy day ahead, I set out early to walk the dog. It’s dark, with just a faint glow in the east heralding the soon-to-rise sun. There’s a slight autumnal chill in the air. I let Maisie go in the off-lead area. She almost disappears in the darkness, becomes a faint ghost-like apparition as she sprints around on the wet grass.
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