I remember as a small boy one of the first books ever read to me was the children's book Where The Wild Things Are. Molly and I are here to tell you that the wild things are in the woods at 5 AM in the morning. I took Molly for her normal pre-work walk early this morning and the woods were full of life. Things were falling on the ground, bouncing off the roof, leaves were rustling, and Molly could have cared less.
A couple of months ago I started carrying my roommates' night vision binoculars with me when I went out at night and the green glow only feeds my paranoia although Molly looks kind of funky with a green glow surrounding her. Once again, she could care less because she really doesn't like taking a dump with a green spotlight on her.
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