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Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Dogs
My old English Springer Spaniel, Micheal, whom cancer took from me at his age of 13. This was the last shot of him alive. Miss you, buddy, I really do.
My new baby girl Moxie, whom I adopted about a month and a half later.
I'm sorry you had to lose "Michael." I know how it is to lose a faithful pet. We lost "Tigger" in 2004. He was an orange tabby of 16 years and a great companion.
I know "Moxie" has her own personality and gives you much pleasure, although a pet can never be replaced.
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I'm sorry you had to lose "Michael." I know how it is to lose a faithful pet. We lost "Tigger" in 2004. He was an orange tabby of 16 years and a great companion.
I know "Moxie" has her own personality and gives you much pleasure, although a pet can never be replaced.
Don
PS - Happy Thanksgiving.
Yeah, dude. Cody's starting to get old. I'll be missing him soon enough. Moxie looks full of mischief and mirth though. She a handful?
She's a handful if she wants to be, but she's normally adorable. She loves people, she'll curl up right next to you.
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