Templeton

 
 

Templeton, I’m not good enough with words to share how I truly felt about you.

You had an electric personality, a type of energy I haven’t seen in another dog.

You were caring and wise, and also snuggly.

7 moves in 10 years, you’ve been with us every step of the way.

You were a big brother to four cats and you’ve passed the torch on to Charley.

You were a companion during my good days and bad.

You were a nanny to our daughter.

You were one of my oldest and closest friends. My best friend.

We wanted the best for you and we hope we gave it.

You deserved it all.

You will not be forgotten. I miss you so much.

You were a good boy.

O Captain! My Captain!

 
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To Be Read At The Opening of D.P.S. Meetings:

“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms.”
— Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods