I saw Marley and Me last night and nearly every scene reminded me of Hero.
The jumps, the tearing of the sofa, the poop, the licking, the posture, his ageing, everything...
What's worse, it reminded me of how I lost his best picture which I had kept in a book I was reading on a flight. I forgot to take the book when I de-planed and there went the best picture of the best looking dog ever... :-(
I think am an ass sometimes. I really must be one to keep his picture in a book instead of an album.
Hero was with us for ten years.
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