you were a bright shining star in a stormy sky. You were what unconditional love is. You loved because that is what you are. You didn't know betrayal. The heart ache was never yours. You were always happy to see me no matter how long it had been since last we saw each other. Sassy my wonderful Chowbador. I still love you so.

It was late in 1994, I had been married to my second wife just over a year, when we got the knock on the door. The lady said "here take this dog manager, its sick with worms or something." Poor little baby girl looked like an over filled balloon. She was so round she couldn't even walk. Jet glossy black. Like her momma, a papered Black Lab. Even her tongue was mostly black. Like her papa, the neighborhood stray red Chow.

She was very sick. She had been passed from one home to another 7 times that day. 7 times that day somebody fed her. Labs eat. She was so full she was round.

I was her alpha and the wife and kids were her task. She would play with me like nobody else. She could let herself go if I was there. She protected the others. Bless her heart.

Her time has come and the ex in her usual lets stab as hard as I can fashion let me know Sassy will be put to sleep on Tuesday, February 26.

Chica will now have a friend to play with in the summer lands. As they wait for me. See you in my dreams Sassy. See you in my dreams.

Unconditional love is such a difficult thing to lose, Jim. And you're right, a dog is for sure the definition of unconditional love. Run like the wind, Sassy.

Bless your heart! That was special. Sweet Sassy.

Awe Jim, I'm so sorry. My thoughts are with you.

Sorry to hear that Jim, it's always a difficult thing to go through.

I'm so sorry Jim, I'll be thinking about you and Sassy.

So very sorry, Jim, it is obvious that Sassy will be loved always.

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