Bed of roses
March,14,13 Dear,Myslef journal entry 12 I came walking in like usual, swaying my tail and moving my hips. As i walked in my muzzle slightly tilted up. I inhaled the sweet armoa of roses and very much enjoyed the warm embracing light comeing threw...
Making up...
Prospective of Jack: I love him....look at him lying right next to me with his back turned.I do this every night,watching the back of him.We never cuddle on Thursday's where to tired too and don't really have the time.He is so far distant and darken...