by Billie Jo Wanink
(Florida)
My Barcley was 17 years and 37 days old when he passed. He was indeed the love of my life.
I got him at 14 weeks old when I needed a reason to get out of bed after retiring. He was the
reason I got up everyday and the reason I went to bed with a smile. He was everyone's friend,
animal and human! He loved his toys, treats, chewies, his many beds, especially mine.
I know I will see him again as we meet on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge.
Billie Jo Wanink
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