To: catonsville
When my mood becomes reflective and I am taken to remembering days gone by, whether it is Saturday mornings on my bicycle or summer afternoons on my swingset, there is one face that is always there with me: my dog.
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114 posted on
03/28/2003 4:48:36 PM PST by
groanup
To: xsmommy
ping; bring lots of tissues.
115 posted on
03/28/2003 4:51:16 PM PST by
SCalGal
(Oh, No, Not another learning experience)
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