On Friday I had to put Jobu to Sleep. He went quickly at the end. He was my companion for 15 years. We grew old together. I have lots of pleasant memories to think about. When I would leave and he was all curled up in his bed, I would yell, “Bye Bye Jobu. Be a good Jobu.” He was a good Jobu.
I have a lot more to say about Jobu but I don’t feel like saying it now.
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