This weekend I met and said goodbye to a tiny little creature named Liza. She liked faces and apple and hay. She ignored parsley and carrots and Sophie. Her face had black eyes and an asymetrical black mask. Her fur was fine and downy. She was quiet and feminine and lovely. I held her tiny body in a towel all the way to Fort Collins and
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And I agree, she knew.
Sympathies, doll face.
~C
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