#161 – Dance Break
Dear Diary, I woke up as I felt Momma stirring next to me. It was early morning the day after the Fat One had brought her home from her emergency surgery. We we...
Dear Diary, I woke up as I felt Momma stirring next to me. It was early morning the day after the Fat One had brought her home from her emergency surgery. We we...
Dear Diary, As we lay in bed, the Fat One stirred. I stretched my front legs out, yawned, and tried to pull Momma close to me. But my paws felt only air. I open...
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Dear Diary, I lay in bed nestled between the Fat One’s left arm and chest, but I can’t sleep. Momma is very sick, and I am beside myself with worry. And scared....