You came into my life 21 years ago, Sammi, and have been every step of the way with me. You are a wonderful companion.
I see you are preparing to sew that seam at your left ear. You have been so healthy with no mishaps until Clinton decided to make you his prey. Oh you poor Sammi!! I'm amazed that your tear is so small. It's OK. I'll sew you. I'll get some thread that matches your beautiful fur and you'll be good for another 21 years. Your challenge is to take me with you for that long. I can only hope you succeed. If you take me for a third 21, I'll be 100!! Can you imagine me at 100?
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