Every morning I wake up and let Riley outside while I make my coffee. This morning while I was pouring the water into the coffee maker I noticed Riley was staring at me through the window. Perfectly normal. Then when I finally filled up my mug I looked again and there he was, completely covered in snow, still staring. He has this kind of terrifying determination. I'm pretty sure he was a serial killer in a past life.
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