All stories,matter they are the history of a great nation
Sturdy and strong,
Five months old,
My Spats,
All black but the tips of his toes,
Three sons of Ruth,
Red,Mica and Spats,
Mica and Spats home with me.
Spats laid near me as I held Red and Fred,
Sadie came near,
Licked my Red’s head,
Before one last painfilled twinge,
Then my Red’s body seconds ago full of pain heart no longer stirred,
He had left me to die alone,
Next Fred my little one passed,
Its a bitch to be an Empath who loves,
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