Dino


I had my dog Dino for for sixteen years. He died in 1973 shortly after I had returned home from the Marines. How I pray that he is in Heaven, and when my Mother who died in 1995, awoke beyond the Valley of the Shadow, one of the first to greet her was Dino, running up to jump up on her, lick her face and wagging his tail.

I hope that when God built Heaven He built a special place

For Man's faithful four-legged friends to frolic, romp and race.

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