I'm still looking for the dog when I glance in the backyard. Alas. They were good doggies, and had a good life! They were happy, and that's important.
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I'm still looking for the dog when I glance in the backyard. Alas. They were good doggies, and had a good life! They were happy, and that's important.
It was a great 10 years but boy oh boy what a hell it’s to adjust without 50 kilogram of black furry love ,
You and I know what it’s like and it will take time