winter in yourn sole

You ken see it is "winter". Every leef is ded. Min hart feels lake kold. I had wokked menny menny steps todate. Mine legs are thin but fast. Mine feets' pads walk kwikly and gingerly overn menny terrains. I had gone overn crackled leefs, twigs, soil, rocks, large rocks, pavement and perk bench. Then I had gotten home and gotten onto MINE heetpatch. Hevenly. Then I had threwn up mine dinner and nobady is sure why. However, mine hart is strong and big lake tha moon so I will continue.

Fram tha mind and tha vairy BIG HART of Tubbon B. Peck, a gentleman blagger



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  1. Had Lucca gotten "snewed" in or had he gotten to run free and go up to everybady's door?

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  2. Lucca did get a snow-in day! He did get to run the neighborhood off leash (with me too) and visit everyone's front door. How well you know our Lucca!

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  3. Lucca wants to see YOUR snow now!

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