🐾 JJ Signs His Name
The air smelled like treats…and something else. Excitement. Tents lined the park.Voices everywhere.Leashes, laughter, paws on pavement. “Woofstock,” Uno said, looking around.“This place is… busy.” Ricky Ticky adjusted his stance. “Not busy,” he corrected.“Significant.” Uno narrowed his eyes. “Something is afoot?” Before Ricky Ticky could answer— A small crowd formed near one table. At the […]
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