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A blissful roll on my lap becomes a frantic scramble. Her body twists and turns, tail swishing. Inevitably, she hits the floor. Shaking her head, she begins to wash her paw self-consciously. Dignity must be upheld.
Its dark, evergreen branches seem dusted with red buds. Its branches move in the wind, like a flamenco dancer swishing her skirt.