Tomme boy
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My baby girl died in my arms tonight. She was 15.5 yo and was like a puppy. Wherever I was at she was always right there. Every night she would bring me up something out of our basement and drop it in front of our bedroom. It was almost funny the things she brought up to me.
This was one of her piles of stuff she brought up.
This last photo she was laying with all of our other pets that have passed on. Right after this she started to get sick.
This one really hurt. Way more than the others. It is not getting easier to lose a pet. As I get older it seems that it gets harder and harder.
This was one of her piles of stuff she brought up.
This last photo she was laying with all of our other pets that have passed on. Right after this she started to get sick.
This one really hurt. Way more than the others. It is not getting easier to lose a pet. As I get older it seems that it gets harder and harder.
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