i had a poor sleep but i felt good. i dropped by mister's place and got another bone carving he made. it doesn't feel sad there. he's not there but i smile when i see his ball and bone collection is still in the box. his food bin got buggy, so that's gone. were his food and water bowl still there? we talked about him and missed him together. that feels good. there are many connections he made enduring. there's a during and an after that continue. i'm forever grateful.
river returned today. i saw her from the platform mister and i used to lay on further south, she was dog paddling with a life jacket on and fetching floating toys.
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