Seventy
Timothee
My little bundles of joy are a handful. But I love them more and more. Ever since they were born, they have been competing with each other, finishing their milk bottles, getting to me for cuddles, walking around and getting to one end as quicker as they could than the other.
Thaddeus and Theodore seemed to have this little but funny rivalry even though they're still this small. I wonder how they would be like once they grow up. Hopefully they don't fight over everything. All hell would break loose. It would be like, two Terrence Auroras, the jerks edition.
I laughed at myself remembering how Terrence was to me before we became lovers. Our pups noticed it and tilted their heads as they stood in front of me. Maybe I should shift and play with them in my wolf form.
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