Cinder

This is Cinder. Although she was not our dog, she was very important to our family. She lived down the street from us for over eight years. Every time she escaped from her leash or home, I was called down because up until the very end I was the only one who she would let catch her. She felt like my dog. She was put down last year. This is one of the last pictures taken of her.
This was taken by me outside my house.
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