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April 2011

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my (our) books

Fool for Love When You Don't See Me

Someone Like You I'm Your Man

He's The One It Had To Be You

The Mammoth Book of New Gay Erotica Best Gay Erotica 2007

Best Gay Love Stories: New York City Best Gay Love Stories 2005

Three Fortunes In One Cookie The Deal

contact

If you have any of the above books and would like them signed, mail them to:

P.O. Box 131845, Houston, TX., 77219.

Please include three dollars for return postage.

Send email to timothyjlambert@gmail.com


Warning: This blog may contain homosexuals which in the states of California and Maine have been alleged to destroy the sanctity of marriage. Read at your own risk.



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The other day I picked up Teaspoon to feed her and she threw up. Of course, that's when Hanley started screaming across the room. I put my professional skills in order to decide which baby to tend to. The Big H was screaming and Teaspoon wasn't, so I figured it was best to tend to Teaspoon, because as long as the Big H was screaming I knew she was alive. Teaspoon, on the other hand, wasn't looking so good. I cleaned her up and realized she seemed extremely weak and on the thin side for a puppy. I carefully put her back in her crate, tucked her in to her blanket, and texted Laura about poor Teaspoon's condition.

Yeah, yeah, then I immediately comforted Hanley. She was fine. I must've breathed wrong while I was twenty feet away from her, or something.

Anyway, Laura asked me if I'd take Teaspoon to Winrock while Hanley Inc's Chief Operating Officer minded the Big H in my absence. Of course I would, and I did so. When I left work that day, I asked Laura to keep me updated on Teaspoon's condition. As time went by that day, we learned that Teaspoon was severely dehydrated and her temperature was very low. An IV drip and a heating pad later, poor Teaspoon had to have a blood transfusion. A liver shunt was the culprit. By midnight sweet Teaspoon went to the Rainbow Bridge. What makes me feel okay about Teaspoon's short life is that she received a lot of love in her last few days on earth.

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