by Priscilla
(Warren PA)
Ginger
She has been gone over four months. Yesterday I straightened the back of the station wagon where she always rode.
It breaks my heart knowing that she will never again be in her favorite spot, nor can I look in my rear view mirrow to see her taking in what was going on.
I am sad and bitter at the same time over her death. She wasn't just a dog. She was family.
Priscilla
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