
I love his lips especially.
I love the white splotch on his nose and his eyebrows and floppy ears.
I love that he'll be almost 200 pounds and taller than my waist as an adult.
I love the idea of the giant yard I would need to have for him to run around in. The kind of yard that starts flat, slopes down, and is flat again so I could put a garden in and plant trees at the bottom.
I love the idea of getting him when my youngest child is 10 years old, and having him be fiercely
protective of my family, yet be a cuddly teddy bear that would sleep on the floor next to my kids' beds.
But mostly I just love his lips.
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