Silently watchful, her gaze is mesmerizing.
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I’d let Hemingway out to prowl in the yard outside one afternoon, but since it was quite cold that day, she returned to the door much sooner than usual.
I happened to go past the door and saw her watching me……
Instead of her usual “let me back in” look, this one seemed almost spooky……those eyes.
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