Life is a series of dogs - George Carlin
Today was a sad day. Our dog Koko had to be put to sleep after being hit by a car. Some nice strangers came to our door carrying our dog. A neighbor had directed them to our house. They didn't hit Koko but found him on the side of the road, and performed a very nice deed. Wish I knew who they were.
Koko was a miniature dachshund. All brown, over a foot long, and only 5 inches of ground clearance. He loved to lick people in the face, and sleep under any blanket. He would tenaciously root himself under the covers of the bed and sleep all the way down at your feet. He was a great friend.
The kids really miss him, and for me it hurt worse to see them sad. He was our first family dog, so he holds a special place in all or our hearts.
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