Dog days and shadows of loss
Summer is precious and fleeting. But so, I reflect as I watch the dog I’ve loved for 15 years, is our time together.
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Summer is precious and fleeting. But so, I reflect as I watch the dog I’ve loved for 15 years, is our time together.
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