the dogs

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I hear it now, the silence where there used to be
a beating heart, and the lost note in the singing world's song,
sadder now than before. Every dog's heart is a drum that beats
love, love, love, until it can beat no more.

– Randy Wilson
Megan, scout of the troop, escape artist, adventurer, who once took a flying leap into a pond, as if she thought she would jump all the way over it, Megan the bold, the one who was always, you'll pardon the expression, gettting into my dog house, the one who took point as our platoon swept through woods and fields, also took point for us into the valley of the shadow of death.