Gisteren veel te vroeg afscheid moeten nemen van Bull. Ze is 5 geworden. Helaas had ze zo n last van haar poot dat de pijnstillers geen baat meer hadden en Bull zich steeds meer terug trok. Hier wat beelden van onze mooie tijd met Bull.
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Fog on her glasses, From the still steaming tea, A book in her hand, As she casually reads. A catch in her breath, As the Climax grows near, She's deaf to the world : The book's all she can hear. She's completely lost now, or perhaps she is found, In this strange paper world That's far from the ground.