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I've been feeling sad lately coz my dog (he's 15-16) has been sick.

His breathing is slow and he refuses to go on walks.

He won't eat a lot either (he has no teeth:\)

So we're not sure if he's on his last legs or if he has just eaten something bad.

Stay healthy and love your pets because you never know if it could be the last time you smile at them.

lol update its been like three months since I wrote this and he's completely fine we discovered he likes to fake being sick for attention

:)<3

"What are you doing?"

A shy voice spoke from behind you.

You jumped. "Fuck-oh god, phew it's just you, Buck. Uh, I'm making bread." 

Bucky nodded. "Okay." 

You blinked. "....You wanna help?" 

Bucky nodded again. "Okay." 

Kinda weird, but if he's interacting, you weren't gonna question it.

**

You kneaded the dough together strongly, feeling awkward under Bucky's stare.

"Can I try?" 

You nodded. "Sure thing, Bucker-cup." 

Bucky looked surprised at the nickname but shook it off.

He took the dough and started rolling it around on the bench.

You nodded slightly. "Yeah, that's good, but give it a bit more...Strength.  "

Bucky nodded "I can do that." 

**

You sighed as you scraped the last bit of dough from the ceiling.

Bucky rubbed his neck. "Oops." 

You rolled your eyes. "How did you even manage to get it on the ceiling??" 

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