For Annie
I heard you left while I was away:
you were still; still chewing on a piece of hay.
I didn't cry while I drove that day
but I could not stop till I stopped
at a Yukon lake that bore your name.
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--- In memory of ---
Annie (29 Sept 2012)
our sweet little girl who hung on out of love for Sherlock.
We miss your love, your kissable nose, and your fighting spirit.
