for Cofee and My Dad

I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN ONE TO LET MY TEARS COME BUT WHEN I FOUND OUT THAT MY PUPPY WAS DYING THEY JUST WOULDNT COME. I HAD A GOOD SIZED DOG NAMED COFEE AND SHE WAS ABOUT THE SMARTEST DOG I KNEW. SHE WOULD WALK ME TO MY BUSSTOP AND HOME FROM MY BUSSTOP. SHE KNEW EVERY TRICK AND SHE ABSOLUTELY LOVED ME. BUT SADLY OVER THE YEARS COFEE GOT HEART WORMS. I COULD TELL THAT SHE WAS SUFFERING AND IT GOT TO THE POINT WHERE IT WAS HARD FOR ME TO LOOK AT HER. EACH MORNING I WOULD WALK TO THE BUSSTOP BY MYSELF AND AS I WALKED OUT THE DOOR I WOULD FEEL COFEE'S EYES MELT A PLACE IN MY HEART. SOON IT GOT TO THE POINT WHERE WE HAD TO PUT COFEE TO SLEEP. MY HEART CRIED,AND SO DID I. I WILL NEVER FORGET THAT AMAZING DOGWHO GAVE SO MUCH TO ME.

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THIS IS ABOUT MY DAD NOT ME

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