Chapter Eight
Snack, snack, snack, snack
"That's my good boy," Laqueesha said while rubbing the puppy's ears.
He would grow into a big, bright, and brave canine. She just loved the short time a dog spent as a puppy. His ears were already pointing up strongly, and his eyes. Those two brown eyes look…
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