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He lived a good long life.

This is a celebration.

I DID IT.

This mound of dirt, under which is my good dog- represents the culmination of over sixteen years of work.

For the right to dig a hole and place the limp body of my dead dog.

Something I could never do in Tyrant County, residential sector 5G. Against neighborhood by-laws and zone codes.

Sprinkle the first bits of dirt, wonder if he’s really dead.

Begin covering the hind quarters. How can this be happening?

His lovable snout careening awkwardly in the sandy loam at the bottom of the ditch.

I must cover him over with dirt.

With a soft whimper, choking on tears, I cover his body and tamp the dirt down.

Careful not to press too hard.

I love you.

I euthanized you, dispatched you with mercy to the next dimension.

I saved my money to buy this hole in the ground.

Shalom, my beautiful dog. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

At ease soldier. The END OF TIME is approaching. Don’t rush things.

Only consume propaganda that agrees with The Holy Spirit.

Your device told you to wear slave mask.
Your device told you to get tested.
Your device told you.

GOD HELP YOU.

Separate yourself.

Be Ye Separate.

I paid thirty dollars to euthanize my pet.

Couldn’t pull the trigger on my dog.

You were a good boy.

Thank you, Father.

Patience at maximum.