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This actually made me cry. My dog is my best friend and I love her so much. My old man Shane used to be my best pal too and I had the best 11 years with him ever. I miss his big black face! I’m blessed to have my Ellie though, she’s literally me in dog form.

"He is my best friend and I am his but he will go to his grave having never known my name" Not only did I completely lose it, but how fucking selfish is it us to want them to remember us when all they do is already love is.

(Fuente: mouserawr)