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The grey lion she knew of old now appeared.
He didn’t idly sit by as before, instead preferring to pounce the gingerly falling footsteps.
Jennifer Hint Memoir MonthFeel free to post your own hint memoirs in the comments too if you want I’d love to read em :).
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R.I.P. Little Guy. I’m going to miss your foot fetish lol.
Love ya honey,
Jenn
That’s such a such a sweet memorial you made for him Honey :). RIP Little Guy.
Love,
Anita