I was laying bed, crying and my bulldog who is always with me, realized I was crying and he came and put his face right up to mine. We stayed that way for a few moments and then he started to lick my tears away.
And you know, I couldn't continue feeling sorry for myself after that.
How could I?
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Wednesday, June 24, 2009
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