Killin' you?
I was a candidate for Psychiatric services the next morning when I went out to the garage with my friend Dave so he could see her,
I had wrapped her in a camouflaged blanket and it was freezing over night, when I touched her Fur it was warm and soft.
I went over the edge with grief.
I think I scared Dave.
He later drove me to the greenacres place where I had her cremated.
We went back on the next day and I received her ashes.
I have them on the mantle piece.
Every once in a while I call Kona, Lashes,
And I have to stop and straighten out my thinking.
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