I had this friend who could have been my soul mate. He lived behind a chain fence that I pass by every day on walkie. I didn’t know his name until today.
Whenever I saw him, we would act like we hated each other, but it was just an act. We would have the most fantastic barking contests. Of course I always won cause I would walk away first. Isn’t that the way the rules work?
I hadn’t seen him in a while and thought that he had gone on vacation. But then this morning, I saw this on the fence:
I am very sad today that my friend is gone. Buddy, I hope you are chasing lots of squirrels in the sky.
Kisses,
Lucy
