Saturday, December 12, 2020

Soliloquies- Pups!

Mike, our dog was brought home when it was an a-few-days-old pup. I never saw it growing. These little pups reminded me of Mr. Mike.  Spotted them when I visited Pallavi's home. These pups played under her car. The little brown pup walked near me as I was parking the bike. It grabbed my shoelaces with its mouth. I couldn't shoo her, I couldn't let her play. A few times, it tried and went to another place to play with its friends. 









 

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