Little Pup


 Little Pup.  You won’t have to die slowly from further deterioration of your enlarged heart.  You won’t struggle to breathe and we won’t have to decide when to let you go and then question ourselves.  You pushed yourself through a wall and then unintentionally hopped aboard the express train to rainbow bridge.  I like your style.  Rest in peace and have fun with the Valley tlacuaches but please don’t scare them too much. πŸ’•πŸ•‍🦺🌈 Summer 2010 - August 29, 2023






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