

It doesn't seem like it has been 17 months since Missy, the World's Most Cowardly Mutt, died. Whenever I see any dog my thoughts go back to her and our mutual admiration relationship. She spent her last days in
BFE and
because of the low windows she left her marks on most of them. I washed the windows (I swear) before I rented it out last year, except for this area in one of the front windows. It still remains an area where her
noseprints survive. I can't bring myself to wash it off. This is the last of Missy, and now that the house has sold, I assume that her carbon
pawprints, or
noseprints will cease to exist altogether. But as long as I see dogs with owners...she lives.
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