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Zeke the Rhodesian Ridgeback called Austin's Northwest Hills home.
In the moonlight on his last night, I went to his bed. Zeke looked up as if he had been waiting for me. We sat together quietly and listened to the night. I whispered to him, and he watched me with wise eyes. I thanked him for his friendship over these past 12 years. I told him that no earthly creature has been closer to me during my adult life. And I told him that I am glad we found each other.
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