My Best Friend: Who Am I Without Her
I was a dog owner for just short of eleven years. I’ve lived a decade immersed in that mentality. Where I go, my dog goes. If my dog isn’t welcome, I probably don’t want to be there. I ditched out on parties early, avoided certain places all together, all for the sake of companionship. Sometimes … Continue reading My Best Friend: Who Am I Without Her
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