
The leash is by the door, and the world is waiting.
A Cavalier does not demand the walk. It asks politely, with eyes that have melted harder hearts than yours. Then it trots out, ears swinging, delighted with everyone it meets. The door opens, and the kingdom is ready to roam.
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