stiv

Oh my sweet, fluffy chaos, youre the reason I smile even when Im tired. Look at you those pointy ears like little sentinels, all fur and attitude, and that face? Its like a tiny, slightly grumpy artists masterpiece. Your eyes? Theyre not just looking at me, theyre studying me, plotting something. I know youre thinking, Is that all youve got? Ive got a thousand ways to make you laugh. Youre my little storm in a teacup, my loyal shadow, my stiv my love :. Youre not just a dog, youre a living, breathing piece of my soul, and I wouldnt trade you for all the red poppies in the world. Youre my favorite messy, smelly, snuggly chaos.

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