this little guy landed in my lap, an anti-social trouble maker. the neighbors crossed the street when they saw us coming up the sidewalk. he was a fighter. i was committed, but not bonded. i was a faithful keeper, took him everywhere, even where i shouldn't. he shouldn't be left alone, lonely. so many months, now years. this loyal boy is my faithful companion. now i look for him. now i want him with me, everywhere. now i can't resist this face. imprinted.
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