A canine friend makes its person a better friend—indeed, a better person. Who gains more from the relationship? I think the human does. In my life, there have been three of these special friends. Watson, of course. Before Watson, there was Grizz, a fiercely sweet, all-black chow that resembled a grizzly cub. And before her, there was Tippy. Each friend was special in his or her own way, as friends should be.
In time, there will be a fourth friend. I’ll strive to be worthy.
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