Some of my friends are not real. My godmother Tracy met me on the very first day I left the ranch. I went to her work and was only there for a couple hours but while I was sleeping she went out and bought me my friend Sheepy, here I am with him on my favorite place (the couch).
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Dear, when summer will come - you will roll all over the sand (not the mud though - it is not good...durty...bahh!)
Be a good boy for now. Grad-aunty Judy
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