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Growing up is tough. When your told that life isn't a bed of roses, they're not
lying.
Love comes from within ones soul. And I guess I have a big one. My love of my life helped me bathe every other day and helped treat my skin. Which gave me the fight for life. Natureal Herbs and special baths helped for a while. But sometimes life doesn't treat ya right. I fought for two years and then I couldn't, but my person kept fighting and caring for me and wouldn't give up and neither would I. Till one day I couldn't. But I lost. Not from the love of my carer, but because of what I had just would call on me to fight no more. I'm resting now and at peace but my memory is that of my care-giver. May life always be there for her, because I know my soul and heart will always be there for her. Albert (Blue Dobe) |
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Dogs In Heaven?
Farewell, Dear Master A Tribute To The Dog |
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BlueDobes
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