or should I say a home, as opposed to the floor of the bathroom or the box near the lorry shed - shared with mum (Luna) and flanked by dad (Mister (Ringo) Star) - but still not particularly comfy.
Puciottina, who nearly got killed by the Alsacian planting its teeth into her head, went off to be pampered by Roberto and his dog-loving family. Her toe-biting, flip-flop-nibbling brother, Puciotto, took the place of a guard dog in Pozzuolo and cried his first night away (clearly no feet to graze on in the vicinity...). Hopefully they will both live happy lives.
Do you like my new shower mat?
My not-particularly-clean but super cheeky Puciotto.
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