You were my boy, my friend, my dog, and I love you.
I will miss how you used to hop when you ran.
I will miss how you would sit and shake paws.
I will miss how you would bark as I would come and leave.
I will miss how you and I would have adventures on our walks.
I will miss how you knew I was near, even when you could not see or hear me.
I will miss how you would bury and dig with your nose.
I will miss how you would rub your snout on the ground.
I will miss all of these things, but most of all I will miss you.
Until we meet again; run free, chase toads, sniff until you can't sniff any more...and wait for me.
Monday, August 23, 2010
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Thursday, August 19, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Two-Hundred and Thirty. The Forest for the Trees.
Two-Hundred and Twenty-Nine. How He Says Goodbye.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
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Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
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