Kris-Kras
She was only two years old and died after a long fight. We were not able to save her. In the two years we lived together we became the best friends. If I was struggling with myself she jumped on my desk and rested her head on my hand: ‘stop worrying Geert. I am always there to help you’.
This morning she sat on my lap. And rested her head on my hand for the last time.
I will miss you Kris-kras.
I’m sorry for your loss. 😦
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Thanks. She was a great friend …
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Ach wat verdrietig, dat zal je gaan missen, dat knusse, dat vertrouwde.
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Ik mis haar heel erg… was echt m’n maatje 😦
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