On november first, one day after of her thirteenth birthday, My dog, margaret, "maggie" Brost Died. She was put down due to paralyzing arthritis pains. My heart hurts. Maggies been with me ever since I can remember, and even before.. She was my companion, my fellow in growing up. She knew when I came home and was always waiting for me. She was the one who would keep me company on dark nights. She was the quintessential man's best friend; Unjudging, unbiased, gentle, and kind. She did not care what rules you broke, what mood you were in. She didn't care if you were mad. She just loved you, no matter who you may have been. Some may claim that animals do not have souls. Well, to hell with them. This one did. She lived and loved every day of her life, and kept us happy no matter what. So don't tell me she didn't have a soul. She did. One that was purer and more brilliant than any human posesses. So shine on Mags. Shine on.... We'll never forget you.
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