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It's around 6 am here in the Midwest and the old dog's great-nephew is sleeping under my desk now. Just had to bring him in as he had treed a raccoon and was raising all sorts of Hell. When I went out to get him in the dark I could only see his silhouette and it looked just like the old dog and I damned near didn't know what to do. Startled me because the goofy fucker under my desk has the same permanent "WTF?" look on his face that his uncle had and looks just like him.
I think I may have shed a tear or two.
Since my days and nights are reversed, it's Beer-Thirty time for me, so I'll raise a tall one to your kitty and to you. You take care and when the time is right and you will know when that time is, you go to the shelter and you get yourself another kitty to care for and love. Nothing heals the pain like doing that.
Be careful my friend and be kind to yourself.
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