As many of you know, we've had a canine companion at church for the past three years. Bo the Church Dog came with me from Salt Lake City, where he was a "Foster Fail," meaning when I took him as a foster dog, I ended up adopting him. Bo had many health problems--especially at first--and he captured my heart with how patient and polite he was with doctors and vet techs poking and prodding him. "He's such a gentleman," they said. Bo came to me with kennel cough, body rashes, ear infections, eye problems and ruptured anal glands. When I adopted him, they had me sign a paper saying I was taking him "as is" (like a used car) and accepting responsibility for his health. It took a while, and not all of Bo's health challenges could be fixed. But he remained a happy, loving boy to the very end. Bo left us last week following a series of heart attacks and seizures. I don't have to tell you that he is greatly missed--by me and his Auntie Rem...
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