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Thank you. It’s time for you to go take care of my dad, check in on grandma & grandpa who have all missed your smile. It’s time to introduce yourself to the dogs of my youth – George, the only “man” I trusted as a toddler besides my Daddy. Bowser, the giant great dane. Bonnie & Clyde, the great little pups who lived most of my childhood. Amanda, the googling, wiggling springer spaniel who let cats nestle against her in sleep. You, my girl, survived a marriage, a divorce, a move, a new home bought just for you. You have made me a better person for having loved you.

I’ll be seeing you, my Daisy girl.