He Taught Us The Art Of Unqualified

A Dog Doesn't Care If You're Rich Or Poor, Educated Or Illiterate, Clever Or Dull. Give Him Your Heart And He Will Give You His.

Dogs Are Great. Bad Dogs, If You Can Really Call Them That, Are Perhaps The Greatest Of Them All.

Mostly, He Taught Me About Friendship And Selflessness And, Above All Else, Unwavering Loyalty.

Then I Dropped My Forehead Against His And Sat There For A Long Time, As If I Could Telegraph A Message Through Our Two Skulls, From My Brain To His. I Wanted To Make Him Understand Some Things. You Know All That Stuff We’ve Always Said About You?” I Whispered. “what A Total Pain You Are? Don’t Believe It. Don’t Believe It For A Minute, Marley.” He Needed To Know That, And Something More, Too. There Was Something I Had Never Told Him, That No One Ever Had. I Wanted Him To Hear It Before He Went. Marley,” I Said. “you Are A Great Dog.

Just So You Know Labrodor Retrivers Do Not Howl.begals Howl.wolves Howl. Labs Do Not Howl, At Lestnot Well. Marley Attempted Twice To Howl, Both Times In Answer To A Passing Police Siren, Tossing Back His Head, Forming His Mouth Into An O Shape, And Letting Loose The Most Pathetic Sound Ihave Ever Heard, More Like Gargling Than Answering The Call Of The Wild. Butnow,no Question About It He Was Howling.