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That Glorious Sunday

That Glorious Sunday

The most perfect of all the days, that we have ever known;
Is the one we found our baby Cody, among seven puppies shown!
We took our special Angel Nico, back to the place where he was born;
To see his doggie Mommy, and get a brother, him adorn!
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Seven little fur balls, were playing on the ground;
There was one who was ever chasing, the others all around!
He’d catch and lightly nip them, they’d accede, and call him King;
One look at his tenacity, and we decided him home to bring!
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For our Nico was a scrapper, a gentle alpha male;
We knew that this wild puppy, would make him e’er regale!
And sure enough it happened, from the moment that they met;
Their Souls so instantly bonded, their lives forever set!
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This photo shows their first day, all the beauty that we found;
Two Soulmates who loved each other, that love would e’er abound!
For twelve years, they were inseparable, together they’d always lay;
And it all started out on that Sunday, the most glorious of days!
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                         Two Angels bonded
                 Their Souls instantly in love
                       That sacred Sunday

 

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