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"Sweet girl, it is the journey of your life which stretches from 2005 and continues today...that is many many days. Thirteen years holds a lot of road we have traveled. From Little White Dog of My Heart to Queen of the White Dog Army is not a stroll down the street; it is an epic saga."
"It is all there, isn't it?" she sighed. "All of the joys, the new recruits, the wonderful celebrations, how we got to just this now."
"And the pain, the loss, the challenges, the things that drew us closer in safety, security, and love." I added.
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"I always wonder and am amazed that so many from all over the world care about our little family in the frontier of the American Southwest. We are hardly exciting and lord knows you are not a gifted photographer. But I am grateful because I have come to rely on those thoughts and comments and friends who know our story and share their lives with us," White Dog mused. "They are extended family, more than friends."
Her words rang true and I realized, once again, just how truly blessed we are.
To you who walk at our side feel our thanks and love; by WD's decree tonight's sardines and zucchini muffins are in celebration of you.
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We rejoice in calling you friends
That is lots of posts fur sure! We don't always get to comment but we always read. It's been quite the White Dog journey!
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