I'm brokenhearted for them, but sixteen years for a big dog is quite an extraordinary life. And he died, happy and warm in his den, with a snack under his chin.
May we all be so lucky.
I'm brokenhearted for them, but sixteen years for a big dog is quite an extraordinary life. And he died, happy and warm in his den, with a snack under his chin.
May we all be so lucky.
From Graeme Wood
www.theatlantic.com/internationa...
From Graeme Wood
www.theatlantic.com/internationa...