A Memoir To Momo


I grew up with a blue-nosed pitbull. His name was Smokey but everyone called him Momo. He loved to sunbathe outside and his elbows (Do dogs have elbows?) and stomach were furless because he would lie on the cement. He was a really weird dog, so weird he would roll his eyes and sigh at you if you did something stupid.

(He looked kinda like the dog in the picture, except he had one green, one brown.)

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