Go to 2:30 to go to and hear Amelie's favorite tune.
My baby girl Amélie taken away by two adolescent coyotes in the middle of the night. I go to the driveway to retrieve something out of the car, never noticing her following me. I swung around to close the fence gate. In near complete silence, this took less than a minute and I am walking back to the gate when I saw two beautiful coyotes in the middle of the street facing each other strangely. I did not noticed the fur ball they were fighting for because of the identical color of it, but when I shooed them off, they both ran away with one of them carrying my little darling in its mouth. When I rushed back to the house, Amélie was nowhere to be found. She had the habit of following me just tree feet behind when I carried my ringing key chain. And she rotates in sync with me so as not to be notices. Not another noise, not a drop of blood, the most quiet night you can imagine. Back in the house, Amélie was nowhere to be found. Neck broken on first shake, she left us so quietly, but will never be forgotten for the affectionate fun she gave us for 10 years. In this video, she joins me on the beach with me playing LES AMANTS D'LA ST JEAN, her favorite song (skip forward to 2:30 to hear the song)
My baby girl Amélie taken away by two adolescent coyotes in the middle of the night. I go to the driveway to retrieve something out of the car, never noticing her following me. I swung around to close the fence gate. In near complete silence, this took less than a minute and I am walking back to the gate when I saw two beautiful coyotes in the middle of the street facing each other strangely. I did not noticed the fur ball they were fighting for because of the identical color of it, but when I shooed them off, they both ran away with one of them carrying my little darling in its mouth. When I rushed back to the house, Amélie was nowhere to be found. She had the habit of following me just tree feet behind when I carried my ringing key chain. And she rotates in sync with me so as not to be notices. Not another noise, not a drop of blood, the most quiet night you can imagine. Back in the house, Amélie was nowhere to be found. Neck broken on first shake, she left us so quietly, but will never be forgotten for the affectionate fun she gave us for 10 years. In this video, she joins me on the beach with me playing LES AMANTS D'LA ST JEAN, her favorite song (skip forward to 2:30 to hear the song)
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