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Posted by LindsayMarie on March 04, 2003 at 13:40:08:
Its hard knowing exactly what to type.I feel like no matter what I say it wont be good enough for a child who meant so much. My dragons are my children whom I dedicatedly care for everyday. There are days when they are angels and days when they are hellians on 4 legs!Either way I wouldnt trade them in. I wouldnt leave them stranded nor would I mistreat them. I also could not let one suffer. There isnt anything I wouldnt do for them, as long as its in my power. Unfortunately though, there wasnt a thing I could have done for my Ariel, for whom I have so much sorrow. Please send your thoughts her way as she settles in her new place.
The animals play; at the bridge by the waterfall
chasing each other; and just having a ball
They play all day; from morning to night
there's no more rain; just warm sunlight
Off in the distance; the trumpets would blow
all would look up; and notice a bright glow
The harps would play; and the angels would sing
as another pet has come home; who had earned his wings
By John Quealy

Taken before she was even a year old
Taken a couple weeks ago. Just when she started looking ill. Ariel in front, holding syd her female cagemate who is now sad and lost.