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Mocha Fudge, who this moment is lying on my lap, sends warmth.
It is rough when you see their bodies break down.
Fudge here has two large tumors on his back. In the past we had them removed, but another would grow close by. Now, like Box, he is too old to make it through the surgery, so we make do as best we can. One day we will say "Goodbye".
Best wishes
Les
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Les
My train of thought has been replaced by a bumper car.
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