Cowboy’s hips are too sore to use the dog door. I go outside with him through the kitchen. He lets me know when. The moon is still up at 3 am. He stands by my side and I lean down to stroke his soft coat. It’s cool and we take in the night.
Cowboy’s hips are too sore to use the dog door. I go outside with him through the kitchen. He lets me know when. The moon is still up at 3 am. He stands by my side and I lean down to stroke his soft coat. It’s cool and we take in the night.
dream ranch 
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