Sunday, July 04, 2010


I know most of you know this, but not all—
Tuesday night we came home from church and Wordy was dead. The vet suspects a heart attack (or something similar) as he's been in perfect health as far as we could see. Vati took him up to TQ/Snap/et all's place and he was buried.

I'd go on for a while with eloquence, but there's not much to say. Sorry.

Wordy, baby, you're the sweetest dog I ever knew. I love you always.

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