I remember when I was little (we still have littles but I am not a little any more) and had to go places when I wanted to be home. I love my dog and my cat too. We bring pictures of them for when we get lonely.
One of our littles even has a teeny tiny stuffed dog in our pocketbook that no one knows is there and she can pet it when she gets lonely.
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There’s been many a crooked path
that has landed me here
Tired, broken and wearing rags
Wild eyed with fear
-Blackmoores Night
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