Father's Day, Abby, Jimmy
My dad and mom adopted a miniature Schnauzer years ago. They left the Humane Society in Sioux Falls, SD, drove around and went back. A family with young children were also interested in the same dog, but the counselor told my folks she wasn't appropriate for children. Thus, Abby came to rule our house, monitor and chase the squirrels, and give my folks much joy.
After my mom died, Dad devoted himself to Abby and his community. He was certain she would die before he; he was right. She did but in his loving arms.
When I read about and chose to watch this video again recently, I recalled how both my sister and I, as my dad lay dying, saw him reach out his hand, petting the dog who no longer was there. Or was she?
Happy Father's Day to everyone. If your dad is still with you here on Earth, treasure him, keep up contact with him. I miss my dad every day.
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