Things have been yucky to say the least - down on my back for a couple of weeks, sick with infected teeth and sinus' for another couple of weeks. Lost my best friend of 23 years at the age of 25 or so. Molly was the best friend you could ask for. She kept me safe on the trail and was a companion that never told my secrets. She taught me so many things - it's nice that she can still be the queen of the pasture right next to Mopar. It hurts.
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