He liked laying with the kids while they watched Dora.
And his favorite spot was in front of the heater in the kitchen. He enjoyed sharing that space with his foster brother.
Why does he have to go? I will miss my play buddy!
I don't know if I can forgive you, Mom...
Is it because he chewed on stuff he was't supposed to?
And when he got in trouble, he would hide under the bed?
Trust me, he was being a good boy under the bed... sigh...........

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