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Born 1987 USA . Worked as a draft person and a computer tech. I have sisters, lots of nephews, nieces, with grand nephews and grand nieces.

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@LegalSunny #Lindsey Graham was all you said he was but does it do any good to say things he did after his death. I hope you’re not in such a manner when you are gone that is true and hurtful for to say such things upon a persons death shows how small you are!

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@Crazymoments01 That’s how great the love of a dog is! If only humans loved as much.

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@Beyond_theleash It’s your heart that is
Important!

[Fiona Smith @nidisdnikki]

I lost my baby this morning, only the heartless won't say RIP. 😭 😭

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@nidisdnikki Sorry for your lost 😞 RIP!

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@justmilaxo I’d be happy for the rest of my life!

[Ruby @Ruby_331]

Do they sense it??

[Lee🇺🇸 @harperlee789]

Would you??

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@VanessaBieliKai Don’t try so hard because you’re good the way you already are!

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@VanessaBieliKai No, I’d come inside

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@Gabriele_Corno Proof that dogs are a gift from God!

[Gabriele Corno @Gabriele_Corno]

The dog kept placing stones beside the hospital bed.
Small stones.
Smooth ones.
Gray ones.
One white stone shaped like a bean.
They appeared every time the nurse took him outside.
His name was Oakley, a red-brown mutt who belonged to a man named Chris, recovering from a serious accident after months in rehabilitation.
Chris had been a landscaper.
Before the accident, he collected stones from every job site and kept them in jars on his porch. He said every yard had a memory if you knew what to pick up.
Oakley had followed him everywhere.
After the accident, Chris stopped talking much.
He answered doctors.
Ignored friends.
Stared out the window for hours.
The hospital allowed Oakley to visit twice a week.
On the first visit, Oakley walked straight to the bed and placed one stone on the blanket.
Chris blinked.
"Where did you get that?" he whispered. The nurse said Oakley had picked it up outside near the wheelchair ramp and carried it in his mouth the whole way.
The next visit, another stone.
Then another.
Chris began keeping them in a paper cup beside the bed.
One day, he asked the nurse to bring the cup closer.
He touched each stone with his thumb and named what they looked like.
Driveway gravel.
Creek rock.
Garden stone.
It was the most he had spoken in weeks.
The therapist noticed.
So did his tamily.
Soon, walks with Oakley became part of recovery.
Chris would sit in the wheelchair while Oakley searched the hospital garden for one stone worth bringing back.
Not every stone.
Just one.
Carefully chosen.
Months later, Chris came home.
He moved slower now, but Oakley moved with him. On the porch sits a new jar labeled Recovery.
Inside are all the stones Oakley carried to the hospital bed.
Every one of them.
Some people need speeches to come back to life.
Others need one loyal dog, one small stone, and a reason to reach for tomorrow.

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@Monica55dzrh Like all dogs you are the best!

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@WorkElizab Yes

[Elizabeth❣️ @WorkElizab]

Are dogs family ?

Yes or no

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@AlveenaPrecious What a sweet moment! Thanks 🙏!

[Gorgeous Melva @AlveenaPrecious]

The Dog Chose Him.
A dog with a difficult past meets the kid who will give him a new life

[Enezator @Enezator]

A compassionate street vendor gives the dog regular food every day❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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@Enezator God will bless you for your kindness!

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@Beyond_theleash You’re the best buddy! Love yeah!