Max died yesterday. Max is one of my aunt's dogs, and she's really bummed. I'm bummed for her and because every time one of her animals dies, I think about when Miss Fred died.
Miss Fred (yes she had a boy's name) was my all-time favorite dog ever. She was the best; because she was smart and obedient, but would only ask for love and attention when she knew she didn't have you share you with the other pets. (See the smartness?) She had a beautiful black coat and big brown expressive eyes that seemed to always ask how you were doing.
There is another dog I know with a similar beautiful black coat and brown expressive eyes. Sometimes I have to look twice just to see... but then of course I remember, there's no other dog like Fred.