A sniff sniff story.

On another forum, a long running thread drifted to dogs waiting for the return of their deceased masters. That brought back a memory for me.
When i was a kid  my dad would detour now and then to visit the grave of Shep in Fort Benton. Even today I tear up when I remember the story of Shep.
https://www.roadsideamerica.com/story/4367

“I’m suspicious of people who don’t like dogs, but I trust a dog when it doesn’t like a person.”