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Van Gogh and His Adventures Throughout Time and Space

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Van Gogh Vincent Mortimer Pup died September 26th, 2006. He had live cancer. All that is left of him is this:
An Ode to Van Gogh:

You were my life,
My breath,
My soul.
You sickened, but still you held on.
To your last day, that cruel, sunny day.
When your soul left that furry, lifeless body.
And I cried.
For my soul.
Someday, you and I will be reunited.
You were my love,
The reason I lived in the cruel world at all.
You kept the life in me,
To the day yours left you.
You cannot live,
On the outside.
But you will always live,
In my heart.
My friend, for life.
Despite that you have none.
You were always sweet and kind.
Never a cross word escaped your lips.
To the day you died.
I love you, Van Gogh.
And still I mourn
And hope
That we will be together, again.
To frolic through fields and play.
And never worry.
About sickness, or dying.
And love will never cease,
Van Gogh.
You have traveled far.
Into the depths of love
The reservoirs of faith
And the tunnels of death.
And I remember.
Wishing that I could leave my worries
My problems.
And join you.
In your quest.
For life and death.
For love and hate.
For loneliness and happiness.
And love will pass between us
In an unseen bond.
That cannot be broken.
Or detected.
By anyone.
And your love
Will strengthen me
Till my last dying day.
When we can finally be together.
Again.
Love.

Sick Dawg

I do not feel good. My back left leg hurts. I want to feel good again. Mom and Anna and the little boy and Dad comfort me but they do not know what is wrong with me. I don’t like it.
♥,
Van Gogh

Problematic but Cute

I hurt! I have a sprained knee in my back left leg and my front left leg hurts! Daddy tells me I am so cute but my problematic legs almost overwhelm that. Anna thinks I am just too heavy for my little cute legs. And I say I'm just perfect but my legs hurt.
♥,
Van Gogh
P.S. Mommy had to carry my up the stairs