As I sit here writing your collar hangs from my arm. With every press of the keys your tags jingle. As I listen to the jingles and smell your fur tears run down my face. As I try and think of the words to sum up just how special you always will be I can feel my heart pounding. I wish you were here. I wish I could hear you making the jingling noise that is ringing in my ears. But I hope you are better off for not being able to do so. As I took a break from typing to try and find the strength t

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