The phone rang - "Abby is having her puppies, hurry!." I grabbed the kids, jumped in the car and zipped across town. We were just in time for lucky number seven. One of a Golden baker's dozen, she chose us. At full size, Sophie weighed in at close to 100 pounds, but that day, she fit in the palm of my hand. I will never forget it. What does my dog mean to me? Sophie meant unconditional love, pure and simple. For twelve wonderful years, we were lucky enough to have her as an important part of our family. She was everything a Golden Retriever is supposed to be - loyal, loving, friendly - eve...
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