at the breeder's, we spent an hour with divot. he didn't really seem to bond with us but we were going to pick him anway. steve was outside visiting with the litter's mama. i reached into the litter and this little girl below licked my hand. i snatched her up and held her close. she licked my face. i was sold. she said, pick me, pick me. or, at least that's what i heard with all her affection.
i called steve inside. and he held her too. she was at ease. she even fell asleep in his lap.
we picked her. sorry divot. i wonder whose home divot went to. i hope he's with a nice family.
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