My dogs ears are big and they stick out from the top of his head. The fur is extra long on top and it moves as he does. They are the softest part of his body. They point up when he is on high alert. When he is feeling cuddly, he will put his ears down as a signal to pet his head.
“For real?”
“No, for fake.”
Snow. Sled. Trees. Climb. Chocolate chip cookies. Hot chocolate. Littlest Pet Shop. Warmth. Fireplace. Mittens. Hats. Scarves. Hugs from dad. Snow forts. Kitchen. Yellow ladle. Silver bowl. Barcelona. Airplanes. Piano. Concerts. Long distances. Anxiety. Taxis. Busy city. Playing cards. Long coats. Travel.
A smokey smell reminds me of my neighbor’s house. Everytime I would go there, there’s a instant smell of cigarette smoke. It’s more of a faint smell, as if someone smoked in there the day before. One of the last times that I remember being there I was really young, I was left alone and I dropped a pair of scissors on my pinky toe and it split open. My mom had to come pick me up.
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