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
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
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