I still love him, of course. I just can’t sleep with him in the same bed. Not when he keeps me up all night scratching. Poor baby, we can’t seem to keep the little buggers off him. And honestly, it’s starting to put a strain on our relationship. Just the other day, I tried to hug him and he ran under the dining room table screaming, “NO MORE FRONTLINE!” It took four treats to get him to sit on the couch. I gotta say, and this is between you and me, I’m starting to think about having him put down.
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Title by: J.C. Wick
Story by: Jenny
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