It's Grim Up North

By lynnfot

"It's Not Fair"

"They won't let me off the lead near ducks since I nearly drowned when I was ap puppy, chasing a goose across the full width of a tarn. So here I am, locked down, surrounded by water fowl. Sigh."

"(I'm not allowed to throw myself off cliffs or rock faces either. But that's another story)"

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