it was a perfect day eight years ago. we hiked you try to make friends with a rattlesnake. the first time I wondered if maybe you had nine lives.
I couldn’t take you to see the waterfall this time. Granny would have wanted another photo with you.
I miss you as I will always you, with heartbreak and regrets but also with joy and love. Til we bark again. Rest now little woofer, In my heart and in my soul
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