The first individuals that greet me in the morning are always Kipper and Brownie. Brownie jumps up on the bed and nudges me, and Kipper comes over for pets.
By Nate Feldman It was a typical Sunday afternoon at 249 Bair Road in Berwyn, Pennsylvania. Kipper and Brownie were lying around in the late morning. "I'm bored," said Brownie. "Let's go for an adventure!" "Sounds good!" Kipper said excitedly, his tongue hanging out. "We'll go to my favorite park!"
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