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Posted by xta on December 05, 2001 at 19:48:24:
In Reply to: Re: Help, Walter's not pooping posted by Joni on December 05, 2001 at 19:36:18:
I know how close you can get with these guys :(
Unfortunately they mask their illness well in the beginning and oftentimes when they show real signs of trouble it can be too late (I have first hand experience with this). Many of us here have lost one...maybe you will find it in your heart one day to adopt another...
I am sorry for your loss...hope this poem helps you a little.
I AM NOT THERE (by Mary Frye)
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.
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