My Jack Russell Story:
I was there the moment she arived, tiny and little with unopened eyes.
I was there the day she could see, I held her up and she looked right at me.
I was there the first day she used her tiny feet, I was there the first time the vet checked her little heart beat.
She was there for me when I lost my best friend, she was there to help the pain mend.
She'll be there to help me along, to keep my spirits up and to help me stay strong.
She'll be there to comfort me when I cry, and I'll be there until the moment she dies.
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