Tuesday, December 22, 2009
winnie
The dog was abandoned and suffers from separation anxiety, if there is such a thing for dogs. He’s pretty smart and terribly athletic. His first owner called him Zeke. The guys at the pound named him Max. His third owner rechristened him Winston. He is a beautiful specimen of Golden Retriever. He gnaws cooked bones with relish and protects raw ones with bared teeth. He was a good friend, an unconditional companion. He is missed. Terribly.
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