re: #693 swamprat

And all my dogs have died or are on their way. But for all, I still love. We touch and are touched. Nothing is forever. But everything “is”, or, “has been”.

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One French epithet for dogs is “bêtes de chagrin” - because they usually leave us before we can leave them.

Yet even in that they are our profound teachers. Avatars of absolute love and devotion, they are. And even in their passing they instruct us in our own deepest nature, end, and purpose.

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