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The first warm day calls us all outside. |
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To see, and smell the new life. |
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Frippie likes to lead. |
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reminding me to stop and take pause,,, |
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for all the beauty that surrounds us.. |
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Raffles explores the pet cemetary |
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..while the puppies look for intruders. |
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Birdie is not the bravest,, but she refuses to be left behind. |
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The angel that oversees the pets who we have lost. |
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..back at home. |
It is the spring that calls me to stay home. Listen to the first bird sing a hello, just as the sun starts to light the sky. These companions I call my family, are sleeping beside my pillow every night. In the spring the windows are open, the screens in place and beds on every window sill. Promising another day to walk, explore and be grateful for a life that is so full of color and adventures.
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