PolarSkye
Well-Known Member
. . . hug your horses in the morning. Kali collapsed and died at about quarter past nine this evening.
He went before I could get there . . . he was still warm when I went into his stable to say goodbye.
My hands smell of him - I don't want to wash them.
He was my purpose. He was my beautiful silver boy.
Sleep well my wonderful, quirky, funny, special idiot. There will never be another like you.
P
He went before I could get there . . . he was still warm when I went into his stable to say goodbye.
My hands smell of him - I don't want to wash them.
He was my purpose. He was my beautiful silver boy.
Sleep well my wonderful, quirky, funny, special idiot. There will never be another like you.
P