Last night without any commotion, our loving and deeply beloved dog Disney died. She was over 13 and lived every day up to her last with happiness and good energy for the things she loved, most obviously food and walks and meeting new people. She was an innate politician in that regard; she never met a stranger and she loved a pat on the head. And anoth…
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