Been thinking all week of my very special pal Jackson. My hero buddy. My fellow squarie. Like so many of you are doing. The thoughtful caring things my wiry pals have done for him. Putting up prayer flags. Gazing at the night sky. Wishing on the dog star. Reciting bootiful poems. Sending healing wiry wishes. Been adding my zen to the huge waves of it arriving across the big pee from everydog too.
But every time I've been in my bed this week I've been thinking of him xtra 'specially. Cos we both have the coolest, cosiest beds. Matching beds. Twin beds. Both got them the same week too! The bed material is supposedly of a dog called Stanley, but me and Jackson, we know different. WE know it's covered in Jackson and me's. Our mini-me's bed, he,he!
So when I'm in our mini-me's it reminds me of Jackson every time. I've been hoping Jackson's comfy and cosy in his too. And barking his head off as usual. I've been barking back to him so he can hear me and knows I'm there for him. So please bloggies, every time you bark today and the following Jackson days, bark your very loudest so he can hear you too.
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