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My Hub & his BF dug a massive hole in the garden area. 4 ft deep or so. Extra wide. I have to let him put my friend down. It is not fair to prolong the misery. I am devastated. The clock is ticking. But I can't hear the clicking. That is the hardest part. My denial. I will heal emotionally. It's just that the mean ones stay strong while the close ones drop like fly's.
I'll be alright. No worries. Just a little bummed out.
This last tune for the night is for Junior Buck. Gunna miss you little buddy.:cool:

 

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