poems by Rachel Green
Where's Bear? He's been missing in the past few pics.
I don't walk Bear any more.
Oh dear! Why not Rachel?
He's too strong for my battered legs -- pulls me over.
Oh, I love the verse here.
That's rather sad my friend. I always enjoyed the way he looked in the pictures. Always so busy - and the thought of you unable to walk him makes me feel sad as well. I wish you well my dear friend.
Thank you. DK, Luisa and Aimee walk him at night now, though there's a photo of my final walk with him scheduled for tomorrow.
That is sad rachel, I'm sorry but at least he still gets a walk. You need Buster, he walks himself!! Lovely spot you've found there.
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Where's Bear? He's been missing in the past few pics.
I don't walk Bear any more.
Oh dear! Why not Rachel?
He's too strong for my battered legs -- pulls me over.
Oh, I love the verse here.
That's rather sad my friend. I always enjoyed the way he looked in the pictures. Always so busy - and the thought of you unable to walk him makes me feel sad as well.
I wish you well my dear friend.
Thank you. DK, Luisa and Aimee walk him at night now, though there's a photo of my final walk with him scheduled for tomorrow.
That is sad rachel, I'm sorry but at least he still gets a walk. You need Buster, he walks himself!! Lovely spot you've found there.
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