What dreams may come
Sunday, January 28, 2018
Little man
Little man, my Buzzy dog. I dreamt of you this morning. You miraculously appeared in my yard even though you died a few years ago. I was so happy to see you, hug you, play with you.. It was a nice dream and maybe someday, I will see you again!
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