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April 07, 2005
Sometimes, there are few words ...
... that can capture the depth of love and grief one can experience when one loses a trusted companion. Take a moment to visit Jeff Harrell and find out how much he is able to find just the right words.
And bring a box of kleenex. Really.
Posted by Darleen at April 7, 2005 07:33 AM
Comments
Very well written. Our cat Snowball is very much a part of our family, and she knows it. Yes, even at times like this morning when she throws up almost completely undigested kitty grass that we grow for her. Sometimes she eats too much of it.
Posted by: Erik at April 7, 2005 08:28 AM