My wacky Italian Poppa came to visit me all the way from sunny Las Vegas, Nevada. It was a very short leisurely trip, and we packed a lot into a few days. We walked for cawfee, went for a ride in the car, ate at Mythos just him and I, and I broke his sunglasses right before he left. Poppa looks so much like Mommy sometimes I get confused, I don't think I will grow up to be very tall.
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