Sorry for your loss mate. My little black lab is curled up on my lap as I write this and I can't bear the thought of having to lose her one day.
Sorry for your loss mate. My little black lab is curled up on my lap as I write this and I can't bear the thought of having to lose her one day.
"I heard Jesus did cocaine on a night out. Eyes wide-open, dialated, but he's fine now. And if his father ever finds out, then he'd probably knock his lights out...
Gets a little messy in heaven "
- Venbee
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