Yesterday was a sad day for Annie and me. Our Shih Tzu, Garcon, died. When we are told that all of God's creatures, except humans, fulfill the measure of their creation and have joy therein, it is true, and we experience that joy. And with Garcon we experienced that joy for 14 years and 8 months. Of course I will say he was the best dog, a good boy, a real good boy, but it was true, he was our boy. He had been struggling the last year with a curved spine and was having a difficult time walking, but not in pain. And walk he did! He was wearing me out. We would have to go for a walk every 2 hours during the day, rain, cold or sun. On rainy days, he in his yellow raincoat and me in my long black raincoat, would walk up and down the street. All the neighbors knew who we were--an old American with his old dog. He had lost his hearing about 2 years ago, and when we would walk by barking dogs, he didn't hear, but if he saw them he would bark back. He had his favorite places to walk, ...
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