Dear Dog

Dear Cardiff,

I’m sorry you didn’t get a walk this morning. I was up at a little after six and then suddenly it was ten minutes to eight and everything had to be rushed. At least you pooped, right?

Will you ever forgive me?

Love,
Nine

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