by WILLIAM FLAVIN
(Esbon, Kansas )
Three weeks ago on a Sunday afternoon we decided to drive to Red Cloud, Ne to mail a couple of letters. We were sad because we had recently lost our beloved White Lab we had kept for eleven years. While driving to Red Cloud we saw what looked like a charlais calf walking down the middle of the highway. As we got closer we saw it was a huge, white dog full of fleas with matted hair and limping. He looked horrible. I stopped the truck, got out and asked him what he was doing. He walked over to me and bumped his massive head into my leg as if to say “help me.” Now he is our dog and we are learning about Great Pyrenees. He is an angel.