Very Short Story: The Snarl

Spring is on the wind, flowers begin to bloom, and the day is new.

Walking to remember the Winter you cannot forget, walking to shed some of the much-loved Winter calories.

Passing by a new neighbour, the dog greets you with a smile and the neighbour a snarl.

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