This piece of shit dog is the love of my life. She drives me nuts, she eats my shoes, she runs and plays and smiles bigger than I've ever seen a dog smile. When she was five days old, she came to the clinic I worked at. Her leg was cut open. The owners didn't want to pay for her. She was abandoned. At six days old she took a dump on my arm. At six weeks old, I took her home. Though I think I hate her, I truly love her. In a time where I feel most vulnerable to unhappiness, her ambiguous affections are what keep me laughing.
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