My Little Winston “Da Killa”!

I remember when I brought you home as a tiny puppy.  You would sleep on my chest next to my heart every night.  Now that you are all grown up and rotund, you still sleep on my chest.  You are always there to warm my heart, even though you are crushing my chest with your fatness.  You’re a boss.

I will have to admit that I take way too many pictures of you, but your adorable scrunchy face is just too good not to capture.  Thank God for Instagram because I now have a reason to take ten thousand pictures of you a day and share them with the world.

Thank you for always being there for me.  You probably actually are my best friend.

I love you like a fat kid loves cake.


Love your Mom


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