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Chief of the Boat

"Heaven goes by favor; if it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in." Mark Twain














We long for an affection altogether ignorant of our faults. Heaven has accorded this to us in the uncritical canine attachment. ~George Eliot














Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really. ~Agnes Sligh Turnbull













I talk to him when I'm lonesome like; and I'm sure he understands. When he looks at me so attentively, and gently licks my hands; then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes, but I never say naught thereat. For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes, but never a friend like that. ~W. Dayton Wedgefarth


Chief 12/12/95 - 5/8/2010 Rest in peace, little buddy

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  1. Stephen J. PavlidisMay 11, 2010 at 7:26 AM

    Chief, you may be gone but you will never be forgotton!

    Pav

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  2. AnonymousMay 12, 2010 at 6:39 PM

    He was a special little guy, I will miss him.
    Kelley

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  3. AnonymousMay 23, 2010 at 7:29 AM

    All dogs go to heaven, we have to work at it! What makes a great dog............ great owners, sorry to hear the Chief has gone over, he will be missed.

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  4. sneaks like deerMay 25, 2010 at 2:19 PM

    sorry to hear of chief's passing.I just heard of this this past weekend.Him and Sam are off doing doggie things now like chasing critters and digging holes and such ,and waiting on us to come be with them again.I will see you Friday evening.

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