I saw Slinky laying in front of his house. It looked like he sensed I was coming and lay there looking at me like he normally would when that was the case. When I got in there he didn't lift his head or make any sort of movement, yet he was looking at me. Something was up!
I called his name and clapped my hands. Nothing. I started to approach slowly, afraid. When I touched him and didn't respond and was rigid. I kinda screamed from the shock.
Tim and I just buried him in our back yard. Sent him off with his hammock, an apple and his treats.
We laid him on his hammock.
Apple next to him and sprinkled the teats around.
We can see him resting from our sliding glass door
and the kitchen window.
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