A couple weeks ago, Mase and I were on our way to daycare and work (respectively, obviously, and in the same car, also obviously), when we almost ran over this:
I stopped, got him to jump in the passenger seat and, after he had drooled and shed all over my car for an hour, found his home. That was two weeks ago and Mason is STILL talking about him. Piggy. As soon as he jumped in the car Mason could not stop laughing. Maybe it has to do with how Piggy breathed so heavily, or how his tongue hung down to his knees constantly, or how his eyes bulged out of his head... but Mason fell in love with that guy. And if Mase can love him... well, I'm starting to think we're going to need a dog.
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