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onyx the great

by bridget-rose

white tip on her tail black lab mix turned old and gray all as her hips start to fail but she still wants to play and run and jump onyx the great we call her been with us since 2004 back then she had all black fur now her snout is new fallen snow all the cats we’ve brought home showed sadness when they left for good cared for them like her own loved everyone she came across she’s on her way up to the sky not there yet but soon will be And as i ask why i spend every moment with her
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