When Jeannette was a teenager she and I were so close. Everyday we would do something to bring us both fun and laughter. Never a dull moment with her around. I remember that I would eves drop on her conversations that she would have on the phone. I was truly bad.......
I miss my Nettle Poodle. She was my baby.
I miss my Nettle Poodle. She was my baby.
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