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dressed in a swim suit, he was the

first one to the gate waiting to go

swimming in our pond. He also loved

camping and enjoyed sitting by the

campfire as someone lovingly stroked

his big head.

But then came the days I dreaded.

We first noticed that he was walking

as though he had arthritis. As the

months went on, he became more and

more miserable until he could hardly

walk at all. Though we tenderly cared

for him, it was what the cats did that

interested me the most. They seemed

to know he wasn’t well, and they

hunted down mice and laid them at

his feet trying to help him get better.

The day he died, I knew before I

even left the house. The cats were

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