an online friend of mine just lost her 14 year old newf..she passed a few days ago. I spent years reading her stories about her newf, and felt like I knew the dog so well. I wept when I read of her passing. I look at my old boy, who at 9-10 years of age, is older than he should be. He will not make 14. I will be lucky if I get another year from him.
how do they get so entrenched in our hearts and lives? even from afar...even in a short amount of time. Our lives remain forever touched. But thank heavens they do! I could not imagine my life without the love of these incredible beings...
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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