it's the last day of mista at vista. i'm going to miss him soul much. even though i see him every day. it's like a vacation, living with mister. we all love being around mister, even cats like having mister around, i reckon.
mary louise's mom, pat, said when we came off the elevator, is this your spirit animal? yeeees, he is! then we met mary louise walking with sam and sam said this is such a sweet dog! yeeees, he is! i said. i love when people see my spirit animal. it feels like they see my soul, and i see my soul is like my dog, like mister, always with me, comforting, no matter what brand of evil goes down in the neighborhood world.
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