wonder if he ever thinks about his birth mama
a warm puppy’s head is on my left heel
it’s a heavy head; he is a big puppy
he is cozy here, next to his mama
I got him at four months and ten days
wonder if he ever thinks about his birth mother?
he has the saddest brown eyes
so I think he does
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