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Remembering Bob the Beagle
June 20, 1996 to October 23, 2003
Bob the Beagle, faithful loving companion,
may be gone but he lives on in your hearts and memories. |
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hours stretched out and/or napping. Pretty regularly
the silence would be broken by the sound of Bob's dreams. It is
difficult to describe the sound, imagine a howl that gradually got louder
and louder. His legs looked as if he was in a slow motion run.
At times, he would wake himself up, and look around trying to figure out
who was making all the racket. He liked to stretch out, curl
up, or lay in what we called "the frog pose." |
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Bob certainly Enjoyed those Naps |
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