Death Changes Everything... and Nothing
The late great Sailor made it to a shirt. One of two really exceptional working terriers I’ve owned, and the one I rank above all others. She was small, brave, tough, and smart. We were a team of two and remain so 14 years after her death. I have loved them all, but Sailor was mine, and I was hers, and death has not changed that.
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