This is the first time I've seen a Weimaraner at a botanica. I had gone to fetch the tepezcohuite (mimosa bark) ointment that many friends favor for freshening aging skin, and there was the guard dog. She sat silently, occasionally gazing out through the doorway to solemnly regard passersby.
  The parrots, however, were not so silent, particularly once they recognized me as the sister of the man who always gives them peanuts.

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