I wrote this after watching my Master and Mistress and another of their pets on skype eat dinner and have fun…my longing to be there sparked my depressing imagination, a part of this is a little bit of a story I also read a long time ago about a pet who didn’t know she was dead and followed her master every day, thinking she was still alive and on that anniversary of her death her Master always took flowers to her grave. that’s what my inspiration was for this, hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it for you.

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