Jimmy’s dog

He went to sleep at the same time than everyday. He brushed his teeth, he cleaned his face and used the bathroom just in case.

He then went to bed, covered himself with his sheets and closed his eyes.

He could feel his dog’s fur. His silky, silky fur and his wet, wet tongue. He went calm instantly, feeling the proximity of his best friend, his breath and teeth.

But, he opened his eyes in a strange realization. His dog had been put  to sleep, a few years ago, with some medication.

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