My life is kind of predictable. I wake up, go to work, come home, and spend the rest of the day trying to get my dog to show me some love and affection. I'm serious. I chase him. I force him to let me embrace his shiny black self for a few seconds. I pin him down until he succumbs to a belly rub. I throw him a squeezy toy until we both get pooped
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