When coot brought Daisy home to reside in our backyard with us,I just sensed that she was a special Dog.She was a black lab.From the very start when you threw something for her to retrieve,she would get it and bring it back,but she would circle behind you and then give you whatever you threw.No matter what you did she would circle you,and then sit down.
Daisy died tragically this week,I hope no one poisoned her.She spent most of her life in the pen,or with coot.She was special.My eyes needed lubricating Daisy,but I hated so much for you to have to die,to get them Lubricated.Goose
Wednesday update
6 days ago

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