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For me, it actually gets harder every time. Sure, the first couple of "boyhood dogs" that I grew up with were tough, but that was what any kid goes through, not fully understanding everything. Now that I at least like to think I understand some things better, including what we are in our dogs' lives, it seems to be harder. Their unqualified love, loyalty, and respect is just something else. I have held every dog I have ever owned in my arms as its life slipped out of it. It's really hard to look up and say "sorry boy, it's for your own good". I really hope some day, in whatever comes next, I find myself getting mobbed by a pretty good pack of dogs. Me and Will Rogers...
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Jeff
'72 911T 3.0 MFI
'93 Ducati 900 Super Sport
"God invented whiskey so the Irish wouldn't rule the world"
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