When my little momma and friends first took me in, we lived in a tiny crowded apartment in Hollywood, her friends (other dancers and artist) were funny and nice, but often forgot about I needed to walk or food, my little momma was the only one that always remembered me and loved me so. I just melted when I was in her arms. I tried very hard to please her.
Then one day "my guy" came to stay over with us and he was really cool too, and understood me! Soon they made a plan and we moved up the road to Glendale to a nicer place, just them and me! It was so nice to have our own place with little momma and my guy all to myself.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
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