My Sissy crossed the bridge as many say and I really hope that I can now happily running in huge parks with many other dogs ...
Maybe it's a childish thought, but I like to think of happy and carefree and young at the height of his strength, never forget it because I wanted a world of good and she gave me a great deal for almost 14 long years. ..
Life goes ahead anyway and even if I did not want another dog, at least for the moment has arrived Milly. My mother saw it from a friend family and brought it home ...
I did not think was possible, but the sadness is slowly slipping away (even if not entirely disappeared), including slippers destroyed, ran after a ball, biting everywhere ...
What about so ...
WELCOME TO MILLY ....
Ps It 's time to get back on track and do something!
We riciccia!
I have to put it to work ....
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