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The old dog barks backwards without getting up.

I can remember when he was a pup…. ¬†Robert Frost

He was a vagabond stray when we met, with the most eloquent eyes.

For more than 16 years, Foxie charmed us and made us smile.

Sometimes, the hair on the top of his head stood straight up!

It made him laugh–us, too.

As far as we were concerned, he could walk on water…. well, frozen water… well, snow actually.

While we slogged slowly through deep crusty snow,

he danced across the top of snowflakes!

Then, he’d find the softest, fluffiest down jac, and curl up to snooze.

Sweet Dreams, dear Little Fox.

We miss your smile.

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