Awww, such a wonderful story! Thank you for sharing!! I hope you have many long and furfilled years!
I had a chow mix who was perhaps the sweetest dog I have ever had. My daughter was 4 when we rescued him from the Albuquerque pound and from day one he would tolerate anything from her. She could even ride him (although I did discourage that!). Losing him was hard.
Christine
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