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The Social Networking Cemetery

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The things I would do to have one more day with you. I would love to hear your nails clicking on the hallway and kitchen floor. I’d kill to hear you drink from your water bowl and lick the carpet for a half hour straight. You were my best friend. The only one I could count on to listen to me. Even though you couldn’t answer me you sat there and to me you were listening. I would sing to you. You would walk over to me or just look at me and fall asleep depending on what I was singing. I’m so used to going out to get dad for dinner and whistling for you and when I did that and you didn’t answer it killed me. I miss hearing your tags clink together when you’d come home from your walk down the block. I miss when neighbors would bring you home so you didn’t wander too far. I miss when you stepped on my feet and bit my friend when the tried to pet you. I miss your bark you growl and the way you snored in your sleep. I miss the way you would whimper when you had a b dream and I had to wake you up and tell you it’s all going to be okay. I wish this was all just a dream and I would wake up from this horrible nightmare. But I know you’re in a better place now. I just hope you’re watching over me like you used to. I miss you so much puppy. Rest in peace Foz.