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If you know someone with an enormous back yard, won't you tell him about Rufus James? He's a leaner, not a licker; barely barks; mostly lays quiet on the floor, except when we wrestle. He's housebroken; he doesn't do his business all over the place. And while he's growled at strangers twice during this whole year I've lived in Raleigh, there's only one person he truly doesn't like: I think her name is Mary, my across-the-street neighbor. Mary says things such as "Y'all look like you just woke up" when we emerge from my house at 11 a.m. Hearing this, I always say, "Good morning." Rufus James just turns away.
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The Ballad of Rufus J. Dog
I've got a dog named Rufus James. A terrier mix. Showed up Dec. 26, 2004, in my Northeast Georgia lawn. Sat down on my foot. That's how I got hi...
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