Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Little westipoo...I'm lonely.
There are crumbs from my saltine crackers you need to nibble on.
Homework is much more daunting without you snuggled up against me.
I am more envious then happy for the people I see holding their dogs tight.
I still can't think about you without being sad.
Wattybah, I love you little man.

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