Barked: Fri Dec 8, '06 9:16am PST |
 |  |  |  | I feel for everybody's loss. However, I don't have a stuffy to mourn, but I was real sad when I broke my harness. My harness. Sigh. It is red, smelled like me, and the ocean and a few rivers. I wear it when I go outside on my run. My harness and I have a history. You may have seen me wearing said harness in a few of my pictures. Yup! That was one! So sad. Without my harness, I am useless, without me, my harness is useless. I lost my best friend. Excuse me but I need to go tear up a kleenex box now....... |  |  |  |  |
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