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Love's Grammar Walking the dog. Sweeping the floor. Paying the bills. Walking the dog. No more! Henceforth we'll walk as friends-- ambling through the woods in silent conversation, now he taking the lead, now I; or racing through the fields-- his long ears rising up like startled birds; mine --not so much. And when he sleeps-- curled nose to butt-- I sweep the floor, I pay the bills. I love.