he is still a puppy in every way, but growing fast as a weed. he's sitting under my feet right now gnawing on the chair leg. i try to give him bones. but he buries them. or defends them. i have a thing about his lips. if it wasn't for the things i've seen him eat, i would probably kiss him. he is such a love. unless you are a dog who wants his bone. but he'll share a chair with you any day. the end.
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