Mickey

I got him by coincidence. Last Sunday, we were going to take my sister to her piano exam when suddenly this little dog bolted into our house, crawled under the car, and refused to budge. It took us almost an hour to persuade him to come out. We suspect he was dognapped, because there was this suspicious-looking guy in front of the house, claiming Mickey (as we decided to call him) was his. But when we told him to call the dog, he refused and left. I think he was the dognapper.

Either way, Mickey's living in our house now. He's still a bit jumpy, but he likes to snuggle up to me now. Which is so cute and adorable, but I end up smelling like him. :P My aunt makes it clear that he's mine and my sister's; we're the one responsible for him. It's a tad harder than I thought, but it's kinda fun. ^_^

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