My sweet Laney is gone. She was one of the girls from my original brood. Very sociable. Known to beg for treats. Everyone loved Laney. Each spring I grew Laney her own salad bowl. She loved to come up on the deck for her salad, and look into the kitchen through the door wall screen to see what I was doing. Sometimes she'd join me on the swing.
Goodbye, sweet Laney. We'll miss you 
 
		
		
	
	
		
 
	
		
 
	
	
		
			
		
		
	
				
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