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I shared his joy.
Stubby, manic tail flicking above yellow waves of wheat.
Each summer morning, door-waiting, desperate for another day to greet.
Furry ball of happiness, adventure-bound.
My much missed, much loved, childhood hound.
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wo is the dog? you or him? melanie mae | Oct 17th, 2005
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