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Thursday, June 17, 2021

My whippet found me curled up on the couch, sobbing and hiding from the world. She made a space for herself between my thighs and chest, curled up and hasn’t left my side. I think she’s made me realise, that maybe I do want to stick around. We don’t deserve dogs.


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