Kokoa is/was my Pound Puppy from when I was a wee little one. She still even has her collar with a heart name tag. It reads, 'Kokoa belongs to Karly'. Kokoa had lots of outfits too, my favorite being a little yellow rain coat, hat and matching paw covers. Mom, you still have that in the attic?
Well, anyhow, enough reminiscing. Quite some time ago, I snuck Kokoa (along with a couple other childhood items of mine) into Charlotte's pile of stuffed animals. The other day you'd have thought she found the next best thing to sliced bread. The past couple of days she and Kokoa have been inseparable. She covers Kokoa's eyes with her big long ears and says, "Night, night Kokoa." It's sweet.
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