Quiet. But no peace. Even while the girl is peaceful and sleeping, I keep a close watch, or should I say smell? Too much insulin given, a low blood glucose is creeping, With my paw, the mom I will quietly tell. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
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This is a story that needs to be continually told . . . great work ! I look forward to hearing from Darwin each day . Thx !
Thank you for the nice comment. It’s good to know someone is out there reading my blog!