I'm headed outside now to see how difficult pulling some up may be.
The roots weave a dense surface mat that pretty much chokes out anything else that tries to share space with it, so I'm guessing it shouldn't be too much trouble.
Will report back.
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Mischka
One last word of farewell, Dear Master and Mistress.
Whenever you visit my grave,
say to yourselves with regret
but also with happiness in your hearts
at the remembrance of my long happy life with you:
"Here lies one who loved us and whom we loved."
No matter how deep my sleep I shall hear you,
and not all the power of death
can keep my spirit
from wagging a grateful tail.
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