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use to have a Australian Shepard named Dusty. He was my Papa's little shadow. Went with him everyday to check and feed the cows and anywhere else my Papa went on the farm. When my Papa died Dusty grieved forever. He died not to long after that. RIP Dusty and Papa. I love and miss yall

I have begun to name the daddy long legs that inhabit my workspace outback. They are good, they kill the huntsmans and the gross bugs, so I leave em