Rodney was a black Labrador Retriever that was the first gift that my
husband ever gave me after only two weeks of da
Rodney was with us for 14 years...not long enough...he left behind
his brother Hunter and our at the time, nine month old twin daughters wh
om love him and miss him deeply. I miss having my little shadow followin
g me around everywhere I go...and I miss his nose nudging me or his gentl
e chin resting on my knee when I was feeling down...he always sensed it w
hen no one else could.
The ironic thing about it all is that when Rodney
(or Roddy as I affectionately called him) entered my life , he was alread
y had a name but I had changed it...his name was Star.
I love you Rodney...run baby, run!
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