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Never forget who your King is- the Head of the Household, the Man in the relationship, your Protector, your Owner… your Husband.

But…..where’s the dog?

The pup is out of frame, curled up next to its Masters’ bed on its own cushion, half in a doze. The yard was purged of squirrels this morning, and so he needs to refill his energy to play later and beg for scraps while the Masters make lunch.

Tomorrow the pup has to go upon the silly business of putting on clothes and pretending to be a human at this boring place called an office. But now? Now things were good. Lazy Sundays were always good.

Captions are fictional.


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