Was at an old farmhouse with Brother D when I spotted this tombstone:

How sweet is this? Doc the dog was only 10. I wonder what kind of dog he was. Working farm dog or little spoiled lapdog? I googled popular dog breeds in 1010 & found
this. Whatever he was, he was well-loved. And it had to be a he given that "Doc" would have been a male name at that time. It kind of struck me; the dog has been dead for almost 90 years & its owner prolly is dead, too. And yet there's a sense of a kinship--a fellow animal lover. Stretching across time and the ethers. Rest in peace, Doc & Doc's owner.
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