tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26258386.post4888068154579495883..comments2024-01-10T15:55:45.212-08:00Comments on Moved to Vancouver: A Dog Named Beau . . . .West End Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04899808253017644309noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26258386.post-51218533990723518722010-02-28T23:37:17.601-08:002010-02-28T23:37:17.601-08:00Our "children" can really become a part ...Our "children" can really become a part of our lives, can't they?<br /><br />Unrequited love, indeed . . . .West End Bobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04899808253017644309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26258386.post-49513038869501491012010-02-23T17:48:04.655-08:002010-02-23T17:48:04.655-08:00Skdadl - me as well.
My "Four-Footed-Child&q...Skdadl - me as well.<br /><br />My "Four-Footed-Child" passed away two months ago and, I <b>do</b> feel her on the bed during the night and am sometimes woken up by the sound of her bark.<br /><br /><i>love is a four legged word</i>sassyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10423260743909863283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26258386.post-27199425791715202302010-02-23T12:56:16.471-08:002010-02-23T12:56:16.471-08:00Typing through tears here, o' course ... It wa...Typing through tears here, o' course ... It was when Jimmy guessed at what Beau might be thinking in the middle of the night that I was a goner. Isn't that all of us? Very wise man.<br /><br />Thanks for this.skdadlhttp://www.pogge.canoreply@blogger.com