Canada, Ontario.
Alliana's pov:
BARK! BARK!
I woke up with a groan, feeling exhausted and struggling to keep my eyes open. Peluche's cries throughout the night had kept me awake. I rubbed my eyes. His urgent cries pushed me to get out of bed and check on him. When I opened the door, a wave of dread hit me. Peluche's playpen, usually neat and cozy, was a mess.
Soiled pads and scattered toys were everywhere. "Oh my God," I said. Peluche rushed over to me, wagging his tail and showering me with excited licks. Despite the mess, I couldn't help but smile at how full of energy and love Peluche was. I gently petted him. "Are you thirsty, buddy?" I asked, leading him to his water bowl.
