Our guardian angel, our dog Quinta, has left us as a result of a stroke. It is now quite, here at home, not to hear her paw and sometimes hear an occasional alert bark.
If there is a heaven, it's certain Quinta will be there. Her life was so interwoven with our lifes, it would take more than an archangel to detangle that.
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