if we paint him red
the puppy was bigger than I expected.
Maybe twice as big.
My husband said “are you sure he is not two years old?”
The sellers said he would be five months old in a couple of weeks.
I was unsure myself, until the vet saw him.
I don’t want to fix him until he is a little older, he told me.
Bring him in in about two months.
This told me he is not two years old.
But he is much bigger than I thought he would be.
Forty-five pounds at less than five months.
A giant puppy.
If we paint him red we can rename him Clifford.
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