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| Travis (foreground) and Nero (background) |
It's been a day since Rebus left us. How I wish these two dogs could speak. I wonder if they know what has happened, and I wonder if they understand why it happened. It still pains me thinking my friend is gone, but at the same time logic dictates that it was for the best. F*ck logic.
It feels weird knowing there are only two dogs left in the house.
Out.
