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[JMCKUSICK]

15. Thank you Question Everything,

Oh I have treasure chests full of memories, with his golden coat, when we'd walk, and he would canter like he owned the whole world, I'd call him my little lion king.

He was my companion from October of 24 to Feb 21, 2025, the day I had my open heart surgery, he walked with me to that cemetery every day, and once there, after his sniffing around, he'd come hol in my lap and cuddle until I'd be ready to leave.

I never needed a leash, and he'd always beat me to the door when I'd ask if he was ready.

I swear to you, every single morning he would come hol in my bed and lay by my head after I gave him a quick chin bath with my goatee. He loved getting his head and neck"washed".

I've posted a few poems dedicated to him here and I have books worth of stories.

He would come with me to feed the strays back behind our trailer, closer to the cemetery. He met six of the cats back there, and was so well behaved with each one. He knew we were helping them, just like we helped him.