"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?"
Federico Calboli
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Death of a Good Dog
Please stop by Patrick's blog and read about the remarkable life and sudden, recent death of his good dog Sailor. Patrick, we are all sorry!
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