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September 18th
I sat still trying to lash myself before leaving out to run a few errands. It amazes me how talented I have become with this lash shit.
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I finished the last finishing touches before heading into my room. I grabbed my purse and slipped on my crocs.
"Let's go Maj!" I said walking to the door with him behind me. He got in the passenger seat while I got in the driver's seat. I rubbed his head before driving to Starbucks to get his spoiled ass a pup cup. Bad ass ate my Chanel sandals he don't deserve shit. After Starbucks we met with some people who were potential lash vendors. Sadly I wasn't feeling their lashes though.
"Maj we building you a bed. I'm sick of your grown ass sleeping with me." I mumbled to him pulling up to Home Depot.
"Let's go big baby." I said causing him to jump out the truck into my arms making me stumble. This not no 2 pound Yorkie. Damn dog weigh more than me. We went in and I put him in a basket getting wood, paint, and tools. I never did this on my own but I got an extra room that's about to become Major's room.
We checked out and headed home. I took my time setting up his television and dresser that contained his bathing supplies as well as his brush, collars, leashes, dog cologne, and clothes. I cut animal planet on for him while I began building his bed.
"Major you spoiled boy." I said out of breath. His bed took me 2 almost 3 hours. I had to put his toys in the box and his feeding station up as well.
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