Good Boy, Louie
TB I turned onto my back, stirred by movement under the sheets. In my sleepy haze, I felt a soft, tentative tongue on my hand as if to assure me that all was well. I drifted back into sleep comforted by Louie’s furry warmth snuggled beside me. I stretched full length and stroked Louie’s head thinking what a good boy to keep me company in this strange bed. It was as if he knew that I needed reassurance that friends
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