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alone with jack and rocky in springfield (mom asleep...c flew out earlier today). they're so soft, just lying there with crossed paws sleeping to the now dulled thunder. i wonder if this is the last time i'll see them. and if it is, i don't want to go to sleep tonight so that i can be with them for every moment possible. they'll never notice that i've left. never feel pain leaded to their hearts. that is why they do not curl around me tonight. why i must go to them, to wet their fur with buried tears. two years, two dogs, two lifetimes. will it hurt this much tomorrow?