I often imagine where our pets go when they leave this earthly plane.
My dog, Loba, has gone.
Among shades of pink and fuchsia, imaginary birds flutter,
celebrating her arrival, guiding her along her journey.
I often imagine where our pets go when they leave this earthly plane.
My dog, Loba, has gone.
Among shades of pink and fuchsia, imaginary birds flutter,
celebrating her arrival, guiding her along her journey.
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