Memory of a Great Dog

Posted on 14th July 2013 in animals

A few days ago I lost my dog to the ails of old age. It is hard to think about him never again greeting me at the door, but this is the cycle of nature.

Angus was a great dog, a beautiful dog, a smart dog, a proud dog. He was a border collie and reached the ripe age of 12 yrs old. I remember I picked him out from my cousin’s dogs litter, when he was less than a week old. We had to wait another few weeks until we could take him, but that was him, and that’s how we got him.

Yesterday’s poem was dedicated to him, if you are interested to read it.

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