Guzo and Cute

              

                                                             

                

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The day had awakened with the scent of the sea and the gentle breeze of fresh laundry. Guzo looked out at the deep blue sea from the window of the small stone cabin. Next to him was Cute, excitedly tapping her paws on the ground. They had hand-washed the laundry last nite, and now the colorful clothes were hanging on a line in front of the cabin, swaying gently in the sun.

Guzo smiled. Away from the chaos of city life, this small beach hut was their peaceful refuge. Cute was his closest friend and travel companion. They would go on long walks together, swim in the sea, and watch the stars from the cabin's porch.

Today, the weather was delightful. While Guzo was preparing breakfast, Cute was running around on the beach. The cries of the seagulls and the sound of the waves filled his ears like a cheerful song. After breakfast, Guzo took a book and some snacks with him and headed to the beach. Cute immediately ran to his side.

They lay on the sand. As the warmth of the sun warmed their insides, Guzo got lost in the pages of his book. Cute, on the other hand, would occasionally go for a swim in the sea and then come back to lie down next to Guzo. Around noon, Guzo took out the sandwiches next to him and shared them with Cute.

In the afternoon, Guzo decided to go fishing. Cute excitedly followed him. They set out with a small boat. The sea was calm and clear. Within a few hours, they had caught enough fish for dinner.

They returned to the cabin as the sun was setting. While Guzo cleaned and cooked the fish, Cute patiently waited by his side. They had dinner on the cabin's porch, accompanied by the gentle murmur of the sea. The sky was adorned with every shade of orange and pink.

After dinner, Guzo and Cute wrapped themselves in blankets and watched the stars. The air had turned cool, but their hearts were warm. As Guzo stroked Cute's fur, he was grateful for this simple and peaceful life. This small cottage by the sea offered them not just a home, but also endless friendship and happiness. Tomorrow the sun would rise again, the laundry would continue to dry, and they would keep enjoying the sea and each other.