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the hooded dog Return to whence you came

or, should I say: The Paws Page?

I've lost my best friend

she was never judgmental

she was never too grumpy

she was pretty willing to go along with whatever I wanted to do

she always made me feel special

she always made me feel like I was the most important person in the world

she was always so happy to see me even though I saw her every day

she was happy to be in the room with me

most of the time, she listened to what I had to say

We had a deep love and mutual respect for each other

I was her human, she was my dog.

To Moaner, born around labor day, 1994; died May 28, 2010.