Dec 27, 2021
Saying goodbye a little everyday.
A beautiful life, one to celebrate.
She, my son and eye...
Does she know you died?
Dark days, communicating through song.
Pootie. Rituals
She's fearless, still alive.
Blown out, shot, hunting, she has a pet human.
She's one of the last links to my son.
My teacher.
With her, something is right in the world.