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January 28th, 2006
Before this I wrote a long piece then saved it and put it away.
How can I tell this but tell this?
Yesterday Onni, our family dog, died. He had a kidney failure. It was really quick and he didn’t have to suffer. I am glad it was like this and not after a long illness. You don’t want something like that to someone you love. He was fourteen and old and tired; his fur all greyed out. He used to sleep in the crook of my feet, hog all the blanket and snore. He was grumpy and difficult. He bit most my boyfriends. To the last of his days he liked to gnaw on socks and drive me crazy by chewing the ends of usb wires. He also liked cucumber.
I will miss you baby. But I guess I am relieved.