Category: Gigi
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Lemongrass Face Smooshes
My walks with Gigi are not always perfect. She’s a terrier I haven’t taken the proper care to train, and because of that, she barks at every single damn dog she sees. It’s a nuisance, really.
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it’s December
I wake up with my hands wrapped around his stomach like a seatbelt. I can hear Gigi fidgeting in her crate when I open my eyes to not the kind of darkness that tells you it’s okay to keep sleeping, but the kind of darkness that hints at a sunrise pending. Nothing’s particularly different or…