I am missing my Taylor girl, too. When I started putting up the tree last night, Buffy stood next to me trying to figure out what I was doing. Taylor used to do that with me for every household chore I did. And she would pant relentlessly while she stood there. She rarely rested on her bed. She wanted to be where I was.
Enjoy your memories. Think about the ones that make you laugh. :-)
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I am missing my Taylor girl, too. When I started putting up the tree last night, Buffy stood next to me trying to figure out what I was doing. Taylor used to do that with me for every household chore I did. And she would pant relentlessly while she stood there. She rarely rested on her bed. She wanted to be where I was.
Enjoy your memories. Think about the ones that make you laugh. :-)
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