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The Little Puppy

by @justin-devitt

The cute little puppy who always wanted to be picked, he'd lay on his belly and roll over for a trick but no matter how much he keeps on rolling the people walked by and kept ignoring So this is when he decided to bark and that was when the hitting would start. This little puppy now grows old feeling sick and needs a home. But one day a door opens and she walks by. This lady in green has now arrived. She looks at him deep in his eyes. He starts to growl she then realized This puppy really needs a home such one, he could call his own. So she takes him, so far away the puppy once again, began to play.
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Apr 17, 2015
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