In Loving Memory Of Pando
I was very young when my family owned Pando, so my memories are faint. However I still loved him, and from the stories I hear, he loved me. I guess a dog is a man's best friend. Pando was a Siberian Husky in body and in soul. My parents would hook him up to our tobboggan in the winter, and he just followed his insticts, which were to PULL! And pull he did.
Pando was hit by a truck and killed instantly in 1985. I was 3 years old and can still remember the night he ran away.
To Pando, whose barks and howls be the lounge music of the DogStar: We will never forget you.
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