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Edited on Sat Apr-07-07 02:35 PM by Vox_Reason
Please check in with pictures and tales of forever homecomings and subsequent bottle-nosed, counter-surfing (and other) mischief.
Thinking of my greyhound heart dog today, Cherokee Ridge (Whistler), 3/5/95-11/26/03.
Whistler, I'll never forget your exuberant affection that first day at the rescue, and how you knocked me down from my crouch in front of you with your vigorous licking and hugging, making that unique sound that gave you your kennel name. I'll never forget your luxuriating on the carpet when you first came home, and how determined you were to learn to climb stairs. I'll never forget how worried we were about how you would handle a new human addition to your pack, and how perfectly you handled it.
And I'll never, ever forget your courage in the face of cruel, terminal illness, and how you displayed the heart and toughness of a champion until your last day.
Whistler, I miss you so, so much. Your "sister" will join you at the bridge all too soon; I don't know how I'll cope when the both of you are gone.
:cry: :cry: :cry:
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