Home is where my dog is

D-r. Snoot. That’s my dog’s name, though his real name is Winston. He’s really very special to me because when I come home, all I hear is him crying as he topples down the stairs to greet me at the door. In fact, he cries so much that it sometimes feels like I’m in a doghouse with 1000 other dogs. I love him so much! O-dd. My dog is very weird. When we come home, he likes to bring us shoes. For some reason, when he does so, it always smells like my mom’s pancetta. I couldn’t tell you why that is, it just does. G-orgeous. When Winston comes home from a walk, it feels like the weight of the world falls off my shoulders because I get to see his gorgeous face.