I finally met my neighbor's new cockapoo puppy the other day, and I am smitten. He somehow managed to remind me of a mix between a stuffed animal, polar bear, and sheep, and kept flopping all over the place and wagging his little stump of a tail and just melting my frosty animal-hating heart.
I developed a similar fetish for a pup that I stalked saw when I visited SG in DC. This little dude also had a penchant for flopping down on the grass without warning, and I was forced to take creepy, zoomed-in, paparazzi-esque photos while trying to look normal and control my swooning. Quite the challenge, let me tell you.
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