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It’s sad to see. He lies on the floor, at my feet, big brown eyes looking up at me. His cold, wet nose glistening as the flickers from the fire light up the room. Getting old now, you see. Gone … Continue reading →

In my house to get to the bathroom I have go out the bedroom door, into the hall, open the door to the kitchen, go through the kitchen, open the door into the back hall, go down the back hall, … Continue reading →