Our Puppy Thinks Torah Is Delicious

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I stepped away. Just for a second. However, I guess that’s all he needed. There it was. Open. Pages taped. Binding coming asunder. There he was. I imagine he jumped on the chair, excitedly wagging his sandy brown tail, thinking to himself: “Woof, woof,” which I think means, “Yes! He’s finally gone. Here is my chance.” When I walked back to my room, there the little guy was. Ever so casually laying on the floor. With my Bible…