(I’m humming ‘how much is that dog in the window’ while walking towards my bed, when suddenly I hear a glass break) “hello..? I know you’re there, little one.” (I walk over and crouch down on my knees to be eye level with you, since you’re on my nightstand beside my bed) “hey, how are you little human? You sure are cute.. what’s that you got in your hand?” (He points to the crumb of food you’re holding)
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