Walkin’ the Dog

Someone said that he
hadn’t ever faced a
forceful, resilient,

politically powerful
woman before. Some-
one else proffered

that Napoleon has
meet his Waterloo.
A young woman reach-

ed into her pocket,
pulled out an orange
yo-yo and began flip-

ping it down and jerk-
ing it back. Down and
up, up and down. Then

with a snap she threw
the yo-yo down and
held her hand still

as the yo-yo spun at
the end of the string.
She let the yo-yo touch

the ground and she began
moving forward with the
yo-yo bouncing along the

floor, up and down, up
and down. “It’s called
Walkin’ the Dog.”

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