When a Pet Dies
We have the worst luck with pets. Dog number one. We had to give her up because she kept running away. Dog number two. Became food aggressive with kid vomit and bit my husband. We had to surrender him to the humane society. Lizard. My son caught “Lizzy” in our yard and designed a lovely terrarium for the randomly-assigned “her.” She lived her life span adored, sunning herself under her own heat lamp and feasting on bits of banana. My son was devastated when she died. Dwarf hamster. Our most recent, and possibly cutest, pet. She loved corn and green beans…
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chblack@optimum.net
Wow, Wendy. Thank you. Thank you on so. Many. Levels. Thank you for your love and support!