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You got lucky - there were two entries for Sept 20 (you were supposed to pick TWO dates!)

The first:

And the second was the fifth chapter of We Shall Come Home. Here is a snippet:

Peter walked back to Neal, who was scratching a mile a minute. First his right ear, then he switched to his left. And then Neal twisted around to get a spot on his left shoulder.

Stop that.

Stop what?

Scratching. You’ll hurt yourself.

But I’m itchy. Do you think I have fleas? The note of horror in Neal’s voice was almost too precious.

Peter stood over Neal and licked at his ears. You don’t have fleas, okay? You are just enjoying being a dog a bit too much. Come on, before I bite you again. When Neal started to scratch, Peter sat on him.

Ooof. Get off me. You weigh a ton. Neal tried to dislodge Peter by standing up.

Are you going to keep scratching yourself?

Neal reluctantly promised not to, and Peter got off of him. Neal stood up and wagged his tail. Let’s get home. I want a bath.