Yesterday, around 3:30pm, our family dog went to sleep for the last time. My mother, sister, and I were there at the end as he first went to sleep and then breathed his last. Doby was a good dog. He had a great run, far longer than we expected, and he will be missed. It is my hope that he now keeps my father company, and doesn't bother the other veterans buried at Fort Snelling.
One of the best parts of feast of seasons was the parliament of beasts and the saints asking for intervention on behalf of of our lesser brethren. May all dogs be greeted with a good boy from our lord.
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