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War Dog
From Chicken Soup for the Soul: Lessons Learned from My Dog
By James Hugh Comey There is no faith which has never yet been broken, except that of a truly faithful dog.
~Konrad Lorenz Last night, my wife and I watched the film Marley and Me. I was a fan of the author, John Grogan, during the four years he wrote a column for The Philadelphia Inquirer. His writing always touched a nerve in me, but because I knew that Marley dies at the end of his breakout book, I had purposely not read it. With some hesitation, I watched the film. Most of my life, a four-legged animal has been close by. Over the past fifty-one years, my wife and I have had dogs of various sizes. There was our Irish Wolfhound, whose only fear was overhead airplanes and whose bristly muzzle served as support for sticky-fingered toddlers. There was our rough-coated Collie, who had a long nose she tucked into your crotch while she stared up into your soul. Our last dog, a Bichon Frisé, stole candy out of pocketbooks and never deemed to look, let alone bark, at another dog. She was convinced she was human, a grand dame of some rank and privilege. She died in my wife's arms, her last heartbeats matching my wife's as she slipped away. (Keep reading)  
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