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and break dance. And then Johnny would say ... "Johnny loves Ginger."
"Johnny loves Ginger."
"Johnny loves Ginger."
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While he spoke Ginger would look up at him and would wag her tail and her eyes would sparkle. Then Johnny would say, “Who does Ginger love?” And Ginger would bark 5 times.
BARK BARK. BARK. BARK BARK.
She was clearly saying ...
"Ginger loves Johnny."
Since my dad was stable (and even beginning to exercise and lift
weights again!) he assured me that it was okay for me to zoom up to Manhattan for a quick business meeting. I told him it could wait, but he told me he wanted me to go. He was excited about the project I was working on, and he wanted me to complete it.
He said, "You're a good son. I'm very proud of you. I'm going to be okay now. Go ahead. Tell me all about it when you come back."
Reluctantly, I left my dad. But at the time, he seemed okay. Or at least that's what I thought. What did I know? I have never been around anyone that sick before. I had no idea what was normal or not normal. Unless one deals with sick people all the time, then who does?
