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| Smoke in happier days - still spry, yet so old she is grey as her namesake |
It would be so easy if they could tell us what they want, but they cannot. Far too often, the joy of their companionship ends with the bitter decision of what we hope is mercy. And so, the wound is salted.
Days and days beside her in the ICU. That final, horrible decision. The gentle soul that deserved a better end. It took a special dog to heal such a wound.
Nailah. That special dog. I don't know how I knew from just a picture, but I knew. Perhaps the guiding nudge of a ghostly, grey muzzle, a gentle soul delivered from pain, and offering the same to the ones she left behind. If it were possible, I know Smoke would.
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| Listen... I know what you need... |
So, what do I owe this special dog, who licked closed this wound, whose capering and wild ululations of joy bring laughter to this household every hour of every day? A warm hearth against a cold, winter's day...
Playtime. Lots and lots of playtime.
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And a vote, every day, for the organization who brought us together. Vote for BRaT. Please. If we win (and currently, we've slipped greatly in the voting), the funds will help basenjis just like Nailah be united with the folks who need them, just like me. Our volunteers already do so much, let's get them some funds to ease the burden a bit, shall we? Nailah and I thank you. I'll bet Smoke would, too. I love you, girl. Always.
PS: If you have more than one person in your household that would like to vote, remember that you can use your cellphone (3 or 4G setting) to allow them to vote as well. That's how my husband and I each get a vote.


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