It is your eyes I will miss the most. Oh the things you told us with those beautiful brown eyes; the love, the trust, the devotion. The smile on your face, the tilt of your head, and the perk of your ears, they could change our moods and make us smile. We will smile often when we think and speak of you, but the sadness will stay, the void that you leave will be impossible to fill. Our Ranger, our friend, our pal, our baby.
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