Once they enter our lives,
and even after they’ve gone,
The tracks of their tiny paws,
become etched upon our hearts.
Help yourselves to some biscuits…
Tracks…
Tracks…
Once they enter our lives,
and even after they’ve gone,
The tracks of their tiny paws,
become etched upon our hearts.
Help yourselves to some biscuits…
Journey With Me! 
Lost one 2.5 years ago. Still think of him every day.
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I treasure the memories, each and every one, as I bet you do too… hugs
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