Happiness. It's relative.
The dog I met today, a big beautiful brown and black German Shepherd who followed me closely and watched my every move but held his head still for me to pet, his name in Lakota is Soup Dog. There is lore attached to that name but it’s for someone else to tell though I was glad for the name because now I’ll not forget this handsome dog or the value of names.
It’s rare to meet an unforgettable dog, one that I knew only minutes but can see, in my mind’s eye, leading the way through a thick green forest.
Jan, sounds like a romantic ‘brief encounter’. Did he give you his number?
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what a wonderful encounter
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