DAY 112 Fri
Nov 1 Zoe Cant Stop Talkin
MY COUSIN
NICKI
So
some days is good and some days is not good at all. So I can’t really say good
morning today. This is the day my cousin nicki went to heaven. I know everybody
says we all gotta go sometime, it aint no consolation. A sweet dog is a good
dog and he was all that. They dont call em ‘goldens’ for nothin. They smile and
they wag and they are effervescent about every occasion. You never feel
disconnected or down in the dumps or unloved when there’s a golden in the room. Cousin nicki, now he was a prime example of the breed.
We miss ya nicki and you are most likely just now makin your way to heaven. Dont
forget about us, we wont forget about you.
I’m
pretty sure you will still be able to get my letters in paradise, so I will
keep you posted on all that transpires down here on the ground. You probably
got a better view though than I do, so maybe we can collaborate. Decipherin
what is happenin on this plane gets mighty complicated. I will welcome your vision
from above.
Your
mom and dad would love to hear from you too,
so
you keep close, you lovely pup, my dear cousin nicki,
later.
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