• Dead. she's dead. and i've never felt so bad about not doing my best. you see,many a day i let her starve while i stuffed my face. expected her to guard me without any reward. i forgot that all things living need love to flourish humans,no doubt; but plants and animals,also. bony and weak she withered away an easy target for sickness and fleas i came home yesterday to find that she breathed no more i was glad,atleast, her death wasn't too slow; agonising,yes..but quicker [better for her] am through with pets.

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