01 June 2011

Well ...

It's been a little over a week and I still miss my friend. I miss his woo woo when I came home and his play bow and his sphinx pose and the way he liked ice cubes. I think the MotH may be right. No more dogs. It's just too hard. Now, I'm going to stop dwelling on this and write about something else for a little while. Until missing Bering doesn't hurt as much.

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