when aunt lindsey put olive in her travel crate to go to the airport, i got in my travel crate too.
i know humans don't understand our very complex language, but i tried my hardest to ask her if i could come too. i couldn't bear a single moment without my sister olive.
but she had to leave. i miss olive. i'll just have to be content with cuddling my human friends, even if they don't love the smell of my poo the way my sister did.
u r both so cuuuuute
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