The sound of a whinny, the whisper of a muzzle over my palm, the softness of an eye – your soul, your heart, my horse.
When I needed a hand I found your paw, when I need love I see it in your eyes, when I need someone you are always there for me, you are my life, my dog.
When I feel low I watch my cats, touch their soft fur, listen to their purr and I feel the light return, my cat.
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