My Dear Maximus (or Moonie),

Your insistence on following me from room to room might annoy some folks. However, I treasure your devotion to me (call me shallow). Even though you whine, cry, and turn circles whenever I walk in the back door, I choose your attachment to me over some aloof “cat bitch dog”.

Hoping for another 12 years with you and Papa in my life.

Love, Mama

Breed: Lab Mix


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