... when I heard a funny little squeak and spotted this funny little creature. "I've lost my mother and I need a cuddle," he said. "Well, don't look at me," I replied ....
.... but, call me an old softy, I relented and said he could cuddle up ....
.... now I can't get rid of the little blighter. Never mind, he's keeping my back warm.
How sweet.
ReplyDeleteTaffy you really have a good heart ! Did the puppy get home safely ?
ReplyDeleteYou're getting downright tolerant, Toffee!
ReplyDeleteThese kinds of incidents really warm my heart. :D
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