Savasana, Woody

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See you across the Rainbow Bridge, my dearest boy. Twelve years of snoring beside me on the big bed, panting on the couch,  napping beneath my desk,  drooling head out the car window, dew claws scraping the stairs,  Mr. Indestructible,  forever jumping the back fence,  jumping off the roof, racing up Runyon, stealing the cat food, always underneath my feet when carrying lumber, and perpetually thankful to see me again when I walk through the door.   My very only boy, I carry you with me now, not in sorrow but in gratitude.

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