A hearbeat at my feet named MALCOLM.

I somehow think that dogs are miracles....only with paws, comes really furry and the only miracle that licks your face.

I miss you when you laugh with me. I know so..only that you laugh with your tounge tail. 

Thanks for letting me know the taste of soap. 
Whenever I give you a bath, you never fail to remind me so. 

Sorry for giving you a complicated name. 
I know you hate it when people call you Markom right? 
That sounds better you see, rather than I named you Milo. 
There's no way Milo comes in white powdery form alright. 

Thank you for pretending to like the Mardi Gras haircut I always give you. 
Admit it, you like your eyes covered so that you can don that flirty look right? 

You're always the foremost snob whenever I'd leave. Pictures don't lie. 

I will see you real soon Malcolm  ♥ 

This is the photo that made me do this post. YOU be the judge. 

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