
- Image by harold.lloyd (won’t somebody think of the bokeh?) via Flickr
“It came to me that every time I lose a critter, they take a piece of
my heart with them.
And, every new critter who comes into my life gifts me with a piece
of their heart.
If I live long enough, all the components of my heart will be
critter and I will become as generous and loving as they are.”
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