Four Legged Friends
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Ongoing9m
Last published Sat, Mar 25, 2023
A dog. What is it with a dog and the unconditional love we feel for them? The pain we suffer when they depart us. It is a experience all of us dog owners will unfortunately have to experience. The unexpected trip through the golden gates on the rainbow road. Was it god's plan to give us these wonderful beings to give us purpose?
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