The sun shines down in brilliant rays of divine light. Head tilted up as we walk, those rays get interrupted by stalks of luscious trees. I turn my head back to where we walk and see new friends approaching. My best friend smiles and greets the two now in front of me. One having golden curly locks that coil at her feet like mine. The other standing taller than my best friend has black fur, but only on the top of his head. We all walk together towards the park, our feet slightly scuffing the pavement below us. Once we reach the fenced area our friends take off the ropes assigned to our collars. I ran around with my new friend for what seemed like hours while our best friends talked in their language. I love seeing my bestie smile.
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You flipped the phrase right on its head, funny! This was unbelievably cute and brought a smile to my face to read.
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