we move to canada
...not that further proof could ever be needed, at least not in this quarter.I saw a sheepdog named Bobby last week in Wales: 18 years old, blind in one eye, stone deaf, hobbling around very stiffly. And I'm thinking to myself, 'Has this lad got any quality of life left?'As if he read my mind, his person winked at me and said, "And Bobby sired a fine litter of pups just last summer!"
Today's been a tough day so I was hesitant to read the linked story. I'm glad I did though.Time to go hug a certain beagle who's around here somewhere...
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