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March 15, 2018


Violet Buchannon

Dear Violet,

 There will never be another like you. You belonged with us from the moment Dad first met you in the shelter. You were always watching with keen eyes, smarter than anyone else in the room. Every activity was supervised and you did not hesitate to voice your disapproval when things weren’t up to your standard. After you could no longer walk you demanded to be carried to the center of the action so you could keep an eye on things – no one else could do it better. You handled your decline with a grace none of us could ever manage. You knew we were trying to help and showed such patience with us, your loyal staff. We will never forget your battles with the garden hose, your preference for going backward in your cart, your astonishment the first time you saw the windows open, and your militant crusade against everything and everyone on wheels. You were the perfect sister for Ginger, a quiet buddy for Autumn, and a remarkable dog for us.

 We weren’t quite your equals (no one is) but we loved you very much.

Bruce, Laura, Mary, and Ben

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