THeMaCHinE
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I was laying on the couch by the fire. The end of a long, hard work day. The family was out at the Wal-Mart. I was alone. Except for her.
Twinkles, the family cocker, caught my eye. She was staring again -- that stare. The fire reflected off her amber coat. She seemed bathed in an aura of softness.
Without a bark, without a word, we moved to one another. She put her paw in my hand, wagged her stubby little tail slowly and sensually. Her clear, half-lidded gaze seemed to say "It's OK. Love can never be wrong..."
Twinkles, the family cocker, caught my eye. She was staring again -- that stare. The fire reflected off her amber coat. She seemed bathed in an aura of softness.
Without a bark, without a word, we moved to one another. She put her paw in my hand, wagged her stubby little tail slowly and sensually. Her clear, half-lidded gaze seemed to say "It's OK. Love can never be wrong..."