Man’s Best Friend! The best tear jerker I have read in a long time!
It has been almost 7 months since my best friend died in my arms. During that time, I’ve been walking the line between the need to write this piece so I don’t forget her, an intense fear that I will begin to forget her and a desire not to cry, again, which I know will happen as I write this. In the end, my desire to honor and preserve her memory in words won. I only hope it does her justice.
Everyone has one. Or, at least, I hope everyone has one. That dog that meant everything to you. That dog that was your sidekick, your shadow, your counterpart, your best friend.
Scout was mine.
Scout @ 5 weeks
On a random Wednesday night in 2004 I found myself on the way to a horse sale in Cleburne, TX with a dear friend of mine, Deana. Deana ran a refuge…
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