Thursday, July 31, 2014


 Peanut, with whom I shared the last 17 years of my life with. Staunchly resisted housebreaking to his dying day. My only friend during my darkest moment. Beloved, headstrong spitfire whose favorite pastime was sitting in the yard, face raised to the sun, letting the wind tousle the wispy fur on his ears. I will catch myself calling out your name for years to come. Rest well. I love you, little brother.

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