He is a little black dog with bright yellow eyes and a fantastic personality. He was rescued as a puppy and he is looking for a new home. It kind of felt like he was MY dog, instantly. Like I knew him.
I told Dwayne to open the boot when we were about to leave - the dog is coming with. But he said I couldn't have it.
Why? Why don't I live in the country? Why don't I have a house? Why do I have to work in an office all day? Where did my life go so wrong that when I find true love I can't have it? Why, why?
No. Fair.
| True love (The one on the left) |
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