I had a dog named Toby as a constant companion for 16 years. He was a beautiful soul who helped me get through many dark nights. My sister and I found him one night, lying on the side of the road in the pouring rain. We thought he was dead, until he blinked an eye. He lost both his left leg and left eye, but he ran like a wolf and wagged his tail with such joy that he earned the nickname “Waggytails.” I always knew when he was dreaming by the sounds he made and the way he twitched sometimes, as if he were chasing something. Humans aren’t the only ones who dream!
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