I lost my soulmate in 1997. No one could ever replace him. I met hm at the apartment swimming pool and he followed me upstairs for a scotch and music. The amazing thing: he knew where the scotch and glasses were...."Lucky guess?" I inquired. "No, I'm a bartender"...and so it went for four years. He died from complications of surgery from a car accident. I think of him daily....and I thinkkkkkkk how lucky I was to hve had four years of perfect love.
He got me a pupy, a Golden Chow Retriever....sweet and loving.. I finally had to put her to sleep this week. She was my last tie to Tim. a double whmmy. I held her head and fed her peanut butter while she peacefll left thig room. I'd like o think they are together. Hmmm.
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