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Dec 2019
it was mostly my heart that tickled when his rough pink tongue licked my lips and i giggled wrinkling my nose in pure pleasure

he had a soft tiny grey face and
wiggled his cute little nose
as i scratched that messed-up fluffy patch resting between his drooping long ears

my mischievous furry toddler

he was not an animal
by far not
the playful skip in the air an exhilarating greet
i love you i love you i love you -
a babbled proclamation clearer than that of any two-feeter

dark marbled eyes softened in adoration observing his world... me

as my hand translated my purred words from his tiny head to the tiny paws of his outstretched fluffy body

my heart
my first born
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