Bailey
I talk to him when I'm lonesome like; and I'm sure he
understands.  When he looks at me so attentively, and
gently licks my hands; then he rubs his nose on my tailored
clothes, but I never say naught thereat.  For the good Lord
knows I can buy more clothes, but never a friend like that.  
~W. Dayton Wedgefarth
I held him in my arms until the end.  My heart is breaking, but I know that he
is in a better place.  Hopefully he will be waiting for me on the other side.

My love for him will go on forever. MOM
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