Jack πŸ˜”

Jack πŸ˜”πŸ˜”πŸ˜”


Tears 😒 Jack was a rescued newborn from his mum’s pouch long ago.

He was inches long.

I keep kept him warm in my bra.

He dwelled inside my home.

What a darling.

He was human.

Ate all meals at the dining table.

Attended Dinner parties.

Loved going places.

Watched TV in his armchair.

Big boss. Stood 8 feet tall.

Loved the swimming pool

Loved the shower was a happy place.

Jack had several babies bottles.

Water and thick shakes he carried everywhere.

Jack would play around with all his friends and made babies too.

He had it all.

I am an Animal Rescuer.

Happy times and sad times.

So many times I cried a million tears when I placed my face in a dying furry darling and sobbed.

Jack lived 10 years πŸ˜” he climbed in my bed and died in my arms πŸ˜”

Kangaroos are fragile. πŸ˜” and shalom πŸ˜”


By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)