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I actually had two special friends. One was Frosty, my invisible friend. The other was Misty my Russian blue cat. They both grew up with me and listened to all my tales and problems. Frosty left one day and never came back. Misty did the same. I was still mourning my grandmother as my grandfather lay dying. Misty was out on the porch and ran off when someone walked in. I was devastated with too many losses at once. I'll never forget them.

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You meant "devastating": One day, Sally disappeared. We didn’t know where or how, but at that stage of life, it wasn’t quite so devasting. I did find a Beanie-Baby lookalike substitute once, which my grown-up guy thought was amusing.

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Jun 23, 2022Liked by Julie Gammack

Sally! Beautiful story. I did not have a special friend, unless you count Jason, a Pekinese I would dress up and push around in a toy carriage.

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Jun 23, 2022Liked by Julie Gammack

I thought maybe Sally was a paper doll!

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Jun 23, 2022Liked by Julie Gammack

Thanks for the smile today, Julie!!

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Jun 23, 2022Liked by Julie Gammack

Ahhhh, tears in eyes. Guessing Sally is making the move! Yahoo.

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Jun 23, 2022Liked by Julie Gammack

Great story == I still have my well-worn teddy bear - when I was a child I cut his [assuming it's a him] hair so he's a bit bald, but he's 72-73 years old after all, and perhaps should be.

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Thanks, Scott!

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Jun 23, 2022Liked by Julie Gammack

Touching story that can only bring a smile.

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