I passed it to his dripping eager-looking tongue and he gobbled it up before I could even take a bite of my own. I found it really funny and decided to pass the entire tuna sandwich to him and oh my, I've never seen someone eat something so quick. He gave me a "Thank you human" bark and trotted off.
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25(C)
This particular morning, there weren't any plans. But stepping outside gave me a different view, one that wasn't filled with the excitement of looking forward to something. Instead, what lay before me was Santosh, the little puppy's twisted little neck with his puppy eyes and the tail wagging faster than you can process, looking up at the piece of bread in my hand like, "You and I can definitely be friends...but only if I can have a piece of that."
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Chapter 7: Torn Clothes, Whole Souls
Some special mornings don't start with an alarm or an eventful experience. Rather, it blends into the environment around you, like a soft breeze. That's when you notice the little details around you, the little rose that's growing in your front yard reminding you that not every day needs to have a purpose.
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