A birthday gift for a 16-year-old girl
Sam is turning 16 on August 20 but we gave her the birthday gift of her choice last Sunday.
His name is Twix (after the breakfast cereal chocolate bar, according to Sam) and he’s a pomspitz — a crossbreed of a pomeranian and a Japanese spitz. And, yes, we keep him as far away as [...]
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