You Are Missed

It’s been five years since my companion Brittany had passed away; she was just a week shy of turning sixteen years old.

Photo by Tadeusz Lakota on Unsplash

There was never a time when I was growing up that I never had a dog, or a cat for that matter. In all my memories of my youth, there was always a dog. I either had a Dachshund or a German Shepard, a full breed or a mixed breed, a large dog or a small dog but the one constant always remained, I had a dog.

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A Grain of Salt

A Grain of Salt

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I’m an American disabled combat vet exiled in the UK & a free speech absolutist. I’m a 4x top writer.