Originally posted by JustMe: He lays where the departed darling spent his last hours at home, nose into his pillow.
poor doggie, it's gonna be hard for him as well. JM, help him cope with the loss, dear. He needs to count on you.
I don't want realism. I want magic! Yes, yes, magic. I try to give that to people. I do misrepresent things. I don't tell the truth. I tell what ought to be truth (Blanche/A streetcar named desire)
poor doggie, it's gonna be hard for him as well. JM, help him cope with the loss, dear. He needs to count on you.
