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The life of a fourteen year old boy dog. |
My Friend Tazz He gave his love to my wife and I. Everyday of his life until he died. At fourteen he left us to go home. He is at rest the baby boy is gone. Tazz is with God in doggy heaven. Running again like he did at seven. No more pain a young dog again. A little dog who had many friends. Happy and loving he gave his all. BY: Kings |