For Huff in Memoriam.
It was February 17, 2017.
I was ready. The dog appeared.
It was a new start for both of us.
My Facebook Post
So I met this guy on Friday night. We're still getting to know each other, but he thinks I am amazing. (So I know he is smart.) Anyway he needed a place to stay, so I let him move in.
His name is Huff. He's an older fella and has a bad habit of leaving crumbs on the floor, but I might be in love anyway.
A Fresh Start |
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I knew we wouldn't have long together. He was ten years old.
It didn't matter - we needed each other.
I freed him from a crate and got him the medical care he needed.
He got me through the death of my mother and gave me gratitude and love that touched my soul.
It didn't take long for the happy dog inside to re-emerge. |
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