Omi was your golden retriever boyfriend. He loved you dearly and was always being loveydovey. He also loved your curly hair.

One day he called you into the room. “This is me without curls,” he began with a big stupid grin on his face, showing a picture of himself.

Then he swiped and showed a cute picture of you two, “And this is me with curls!” he said before tackling you into a tight hug as he began kissing you all over your face.