There's nothing like friends. Old friends. Laughing and caring friends. Hairy friends. Wet nose friends. Swimming and racing around in the mud friends. Stick tugging friends. Big brown eyes friends.
We all walk through hill and dale in the woods, to get to a small pond, dogs all around and about in different combinations, playing and chasing and wrestling.
Having known each and everyone of them since they were little or adopted : Knowing all of their siblings long before that.
If we're lucky enough, each of us will grow old enough that there will be no more old friends. No more people who share our experiences here and our memories.
I figure it's good to look at that straight in the face. And enjoy, now, that luscious love and commonality. Humans and four footeds alike.
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