in november of 2001, i started taking care of baby morgan, a liver-spotted dalmatian puppy who chewed on my shoes, my laundry and id card holders. he was sent to batangas later on when everybody got too busy to take care of him and no matter how long i was gone, he still recognized me and managed to leave pawprints on each new pair of pants.
he passed away last september and nobody told me until christmas day when i came to batangas looking for him, wondering why the dalmatian by spitz-pomeranian iris' dog house didn't recognize me. his son occupies the dog house now. there were no pawprints on my pants, he left them in my heart and no amount of bleach could wash it out.
Song of the Day: My Funny Friend and Me (by Sting)
Don't know the answer or the reason why
We'll stick together till the day we die
If I had to do this all a second time
I won't complain or make a fuss
When the angels sing that that unlikely blend
Are those two funny friends
That's us
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