My Dad's dog, Bonnie, passed away this past Wednesday and I cried almost the entire day for the loss of one of my best pals. Every morning when Dad left for work, she would faithfully follow him down the drive and come to my front porch. There she would lay down to protect us for the day, and wait for my occasional tummy rub and treats. For those who knew her, you know she had some annoying habits . . . jumping up, "other" dog jealousy and going crazy at anything with wheels (four-wheeler, the kid's Hummer, etc.). But those things never mattered much to me, because she was the most loving, sweet dog I have ever met. She lived to be loved and to love and protect us and I will miss her tremendously.
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