This is a weird way to cope with my feelings since my dog has just suddenly gone. It's been my three-year routine to stroll him around the area. My mother just saw him lying on the ground like this a while ago, and insects already surrounded him. I feel bad for him, though. Thank you for guarding us all day and being my companion for more than three years. I treat him like a son/best friend at such a young age. We already buried him, and we can confirm that he's already died since he became heavier. Run free, Primo (February 15, 2021 - October 23, 2024)...
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