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Sigh.
"I am the one who" forgot to do the White Rabbit topic until it was too late.
But maybe that's because in reality I am not a grownup at all.
Well -- except for my hat size.
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Goodbye, sweet girl.
You were the best of friends.
You were my confidant.
You kissed my tears away when the two of us said goodbye to Lin and Diablo.
I miss your Sadie kisses....I miss your Sadie snorts.
I hate getting a whole bagel to myself.
I hate it that guests are no longer announced by excited Sadie yips.
I hate not hearing the pitter-patter of your little feet walking behind me everywhere I go.
I hate it that the house feels so empty without you.
But I know beyond any doubt how lucky I am to have been loved by you. The LUCKIEST! For sure.
And though I am ever so grateful that you don't hurt anymore, I don't think I will ever stop missing you.
You're a good dog, Sadie Doodle. I will always love you.
March 11: Thanks ever so much to all for the condolences & hugs. Some folks find it rather silly to grieve over a dog, so knowing that y'all "get it" is real special. I'm still waiting for colors to look bright again...
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Uh oh. This just in from Homeland Security!
Warning! Do NOT buy this toy!
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Home is always the best place of all, yes?
 Looking from the kitchen window toward LOO-uh-vulle.
That's the "Grandfather Tree" on the left...an ancient Norway Maple where
the birds come to feed every morning and evening.
 Yeah, I know. There's a telephone pole in the middle. But far from spoiling the photo for me,
it tells of a long ago time when a sweet grandmother lived there in a trailer home and
welcomed a grandson who ran with joy to her front door every morning.
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