I’m pretty sure the first time I met Roger was when he stayed at my house for a weekend when visiting his daughter, a friend of mine in town whose studio apartment didn’t lend itself to guests.
He was a friendly houseguest and enjoyed hanging out with Penny, still an only dog at the time, if I recall correctly.
I’ve seen Roger several times since,
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So sorry to hear about your friend. I have that happening more and more often these days and it is a blow each time. *HUGS*
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