This morning...
I was awake, at just before 6am. Once again, my dog decided to use me, as a trampoline. It was either wake up, and stop the little punk, from repeatedly bouncing on my chest, or die from cracked ribs. (I swear...He is small in stature, but my dog is a friggin bowling ball. I just don't understand how something so tiny, could weigh so
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