by on March 7th, 2015
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They hugged and cried in the parking lot.

“What got me was when the vet said her ashes would be scattered in the foothills.”


“Tell the kids: no more pets. Not for a while.”



“Dunno. I guess.”

“How about beef? Chicken? Liver?”

“Something dry.”


“Guess I can take off this tag with her name now”

“Not yet.”

They urinated on a bush and trotted away.

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