My Furry Companion

Neurology Now
May/June 2007
Volume 3(3)
p 6
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My loveable mutt Jake is an angel in disguise. He wiggled his black-lab self into our hearts. As I got weaker, he would help me up the stairs. When I fell down those same stairs, he was right there licking my face, whimpering, and barking the alarm. Many times he's looked right into my eyes as I've lamented my sorrows and wept for a long time, all the time acting as if he could feel my pain. He's a doggie send from God to ease the pain any way he can!

Margie Barnhart

Canton, Ohio

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