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Hint
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Answer
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Wet things smell stronger
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Wet things smell stronger
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and I suppose his main regret is that
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and I suppose his main regret is that
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he can sniff just one at a time.
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he can sniff just one at a time.
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In a frenzy of delight
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In a frenzy of delight
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he runs way up the sandy road
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he runs way up the sandy road
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scored by freshets after five days of rain.
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scored by freshets after five days of rain.
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Every pebble gleams, every leaf.
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Every pebble gleams, every leaf.
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When I whistle he halts abruptly
and steps in a circle,
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When I whistle he halts abruptly
and steps in a circle,
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swings his extravagant tail.
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swings his extravagant tail.
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Then he rolls and rubs his muzzle in a particular place,
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Then he rolls and rubs his muzzle in a particular place,
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while the drizzle falls without cease, and Queen Anne’s lace and Goldenrod bend low.
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while the drizzle falls without cease, and Queen Anne’s lace and Goldenrod bend low.
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The top of the logging road stands open and light
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The top of the logging road stands open and light
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Another day, before hunting starts, we’ll see how far it goes, leaving word first at home.
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Another day, before hunting starts, we’ll see how far it goes, leaving word first at home.
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The footing is ambiguous.
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The footing is ambiguous.
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Soaked and muddy, the dog drops, panting
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Soaked and muddy, the dog drops, panting
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and looks up with what amounts to a grin.
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and looks up with what amounts to a grin.
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It’s so good to be uphill with him, nicely winded, and looking down on the pond.
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It’s so good to be uphill with him, nicely winded, and looking down on the pond.
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A sound commences in my left ear like the sound of the sea in a shell
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A sound commences in my left ear like the sound of the sea in a shell
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a downward, vertiginous drag comes with it
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a downward, vertiginous drag comes with it
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Time to head home.
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Time to head home.
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I wait until we’re nearly out to the main road to put him back on the leash
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I wait until we’re nearly out to the main road to put him back on the leash
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and he, the designated optimist, imagines to the end that he is free.
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and he, the designated optimist, imagines to the end that he is free.
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