RIP dearest Razzle, AKA Thunderfeet MegaBeagle (Mrs). We gave her back to the Great Mother and she now lies deep under the vegetable patch. I still cry when I think about her or write about her - it is only three months - even though we have her daughter Callisto now to lift our hearts and drive us (and our other beagle, Dessy) crazy as only a beagle can do.
Saturday
Woodpecker Teeth
Our darling Razzle, the sweetest, most loving, gentle beagle in the world used to do woodpecker teeth when we were preparing her food. That's the only way to describe it. She rattled her teeth like a good 'un.
RIP dearest Razzle, AKA Thunderfeet MegaBeagle (Mrs). We gave her back to the Great Mother and she now lies deep under the vegetable patch. I still cry when I think about her or write about her - it is only three months - even though we have her daughter Callisto now to lift our hearts and drive us (and our other beagle, Dessy) crazy as only a beagle can do.
RIP dearest Razzle, AKA Thunderfeet MegaBeagle (Mrs). We gave her back to the Great Mother and she now lies deep under the vegetable patch. I still cry when I think about her or write about her - it is only three months - even though we have her daughter Callisto now to lift our hearts and drive us (and our other beagle, Dessy) crazy as only a beagle can do.
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