Vegas and Molly are healthy and strong. They are sleeping at my feet as I write.
I met a dog today who was sleek of coat and loved dearly by a young family. Her name was Mercedes.
In loving memory.
Once upon a time I found a dog, a dog without a person, and I whispered in her ear, "You rescue me and I will rescue you." She did. Over and over. This is our story.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
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