Caramel Pickard

by Jose G. Pickard
(Orlando FL)

In 2005, you arrived at my house, a little playful and very affectionate friend. You were always very playful. You liked car rides, liked to chase squirrels running in the yard every night. And you liked ice cream.

I'm talking about my best four-legged friend. My dear friend. Today is as strange as always. I miss you. I love you with all my heart, Caramel Pickard.

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