From the Mouth of Babes
Why must our beloved dogs' lives end much sooner than our own?
It feels like they are no sooner here and then they are gone.
"I know why," a child innocently told me outright.
"People are born so they can learn how to live a good life,
like loving everbody and being nice, right?
Well dogs already do that," the child went on,
"so they don't have to stay here for very long."
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