Wherein I learn I still have good timing.

I can play around with my guitar for 20 minutes or so, and by the time my fingers get to hurting (Yes, they still hurt after only 20 minutes–I am a wimp.) the dogs will have decided they want in. Proof I can still have something of a hobby and still look after the little ones. And that I have too much time on my hands.

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