Thanks, Dad

for always keeping me safe while reaching out, even to this strange dog while having a picnic in the mountains. I wanted the dog, Dad. You knew it and let me go for it while keeping me safe every moment, that’s you.

I was six months old and Dad was about 27. I petted the dog but waited until age 42 to meet my soul mate and marry. Now when he says something, I say he sounds just like Dad! That’s sad as Dad is gone now. What do they say about gals?

They marry a version of Dad. So I found a genius taller than Dad with a bigger brain for science but who had to learn about personal interaction. That’s why he married me, and then we adopted Zoe. Now he meets people on old dog walks all the time, people and dogs from all walks of life. That is life. Cheers! Dee

 

 

 

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