Last night I shared my bed with Zeke, and Kenya curled up nearby on the floor or her cushion.
He doesn't look as crazed this morning. Now he looks up at me worshipfully.
Too bad men don't grow on me the way dogs do!
And too bad they don't become more adoring with time.
He doesn't look as crazed this morning. Now he looks up at me worshipfully.
Too bad men don't grow on me the way dogs do!
And too bad they don't become more adoring with time.
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