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In tribute to WoulfyThanks to Sébastien |
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| I write with many mistakes, but the most important thing is that you understand that I love you WOULFY, my little dog is dead, I can't accept it. I'm so sad to know that he won't be with me anymore, that I won't be able to take him in my arms, smell him, tell him that I love him from the bottom of my heart. I'm destroyed because he was like a child to me, feeling him sleep on my chest, all those moments that filled me with happiness, stroking him and telling him every day that I love him, and then he made me laugh and filled me with so much happiness. I'm angry, I don't know who or what I'm blaming. Someone had to take the blame, he was only 5! I already miss his smell and I didn't know how to say goodbye properly... My little darling, I'll love you for the rest of my life and of my heart, and I hope to find you again when my turn comes... By my side... Be good while I'm gone... I love you. Not having you with me makes me lose my head and my heart... I don't know where I am anymore... I cry all the time... |
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