“You think Bruce will accept me, Pluto?” He whimpered as he nosed her chest moving closer as he did so. “I’m scared. So, scared.”
Tears poured down her face as a mini meltdown came about. Pluto gently licked her tears away curling around her as best as he could in the car. She took deep breaths as she buried her face into the soft, thick fur to somewhat calm down.
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DALL-E 3
Prompt
“You think Bruce will accept me, Pluto?” He whimpered as he nosed her chest moving closer as he did so. “I’m scared. So, scared.”
Tears poured down her face as a mini meltdown came about. Pluto gently licked her tears away curling around her as best as he could in the car. She took deep breaths as she ...