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Autumn balanced the phone against her shoulder while trying to brush sticks and yard debris from their morning walk out of Chrissy’s hair. Chrissy’s short little legs put her close to the ground and the long hair attracted burs and debris from plants growing wild near the sidewalk. Mickey’s height spared him from the same fate. He was tall enough that Chrissy could walk under him if she felt the urge to take a shortcut across the sidewalk.
“Am I allowed out of the neighborhood now?” she asked Ray.
“I’ll be tracking down Greg today, so you should be okay. Just stay alert.”
“I have the best furry alarm system on the market. She’ll make sure I don’t miss anything.”
Ray laughed. “I’ll call you later.”
Autumn put down the phone and finished Chrissy’s morning groom. She ate cere
