(For Shaggy)
He wasn't big and he wasn't small. He lived to eat and to chase his ball. His raison d'etre: Fun, fun fun. His single speed was run, run, run. He loved to laugh in his doggish way. To lick my bowl and to have his say. Past fifty years he's been away and I still miss him every day.
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