Sunday nite 11:01pm. Sitting at the corner surfing the internet, listening to my favorite music, and watching Hilton chewing the borne on my trampoline (he thinks is his). Ever since he came to my life, he means a lot to me, is one of my dearest family member, like a child!
But what do I mean for him? In the dog world, does he feel like I'm the family too?
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