RIP Dalmotion, he runs in the green meadows over the Rainbow Bridge. No more suffering, no more fear and confusion. He was blind, I found him lost in the woods this morning, he couldnt find his way out. He was afraid to follow me. I think he had a stroke or something neurological. I bred him, bred his mother. I held him in my lap the day he was born. Many, many memories, most of them good. Only 17 years old.
Posted on: Sat, 23 Aug 2014 01:26:04 +0000
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