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Originally Posted by spoiledbabies3 
...(Okay, I'm sure there are some that think I'm ready for the "looney bin"...but it helps me to cope...)...
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No, dear. Not those who come here. It has been 21 months since I sang the Boss dog across the bridge. I still cry for him, with three rotties here in the house, a full-time job and a life that is far from easy, I still cry for him. On our last ride together, I stopped and got him and ice cream cone. I've not eaten one since and I wear his tags around my neck. The Boss dog brought me Dixie (a long story), who gave me the pups (an even longer story) and it is amazing how much Little Bit reminds, not just me, but others, of the old Boss dog. He comes to me; I have only to close my eyes and cup my hand the way I held his head as I sang to him (somewhere here I posted Boss's song), to feel the weight of it. No dear, no one who comes here thinks you're ready for the looney bin, or, if you are, you are surely not alone.