The Real Love
We had a dog named Sunny... it was a country breed. Great in its nature, and very special to us.
Sunny liked my mom so much that it wouldn't bear when I hugged my mom. If my mom was moody, Sunny wouldn't eat. It was such a great dog.
What we couldn't bear was Sunny always running away and not being able to find the way home. This was usual. It always found its way home eventually, but this time it didn't. We searched for it but in vain.
We miss you, Sunny. We speak of you every time we speak about love. Why did you leave us? We all miss you dearest.
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