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Edit: Thank you all for your condolences and the beautiful snippets from your own furry friends. It is so special to be loved by an animal and love them back.

After nineteen years together, we had many beautiful memories and adventures together, but one of my favorite was when we visited the beach. She absolutely loved it and would run up and down chasing seagulls and barking at coming waves as happy as can be.

I will miss you forever, Tandi♥️

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[–] [email protected] 3 points 6 days ago (1 children)

OK, here go one.

Gf brought me a fawn, female, boxer for my 21st bd. Felt sorry for her when she left at 6AM to hunt one down. We'd been looking all over the state, not finding. Well fuck me! She brought a tiny, fawn, female boxer home and dumped her in my lap.

I can tell stories all night long, but here's a good one.

We were at a college band party thing. Giant field, 20 local bands, all day and night, that kinda gig. Let her (the dog) wander free, hadn't seen her in a bit, little worried.

Found her playing with a 20' circle of stoned hippies, bouncing around, loving everyone.

"Hey! Sophie! C'm here!"

These hippies stared daggers at me for calling over my own dog! She was literally more popular than I was in town. Everyone knew Sophie. Me? "Who the fuck are you?"

Bitch got me thrown in jail. TWICE. "Dog At Large" tickets I couldn't pay. I got stories. :)

[–] [email protected] 3 points 6 days ago (1 children)
[–] [email protected] 2 points 4 days ago

Another concert, as described, Sophie was on the run, couldn't find her at first. Friends walking around screaming, "SOPHIE!"

My gf and I were barely holding her wiggling ass up in the stands, tripping balls on LSD, watching everyone hunting her.