This past Sunday, August the twenty first, my family and I said goodbye to our beloved dog Mindy Patrick Moriarty (no judging; I was three when we got her). Mindy, or Minder Bear/MB, was a good pet; the best ever, I’d care to wager. She was fourteen years old when she passed. It was completely natural and, from what I can gather, peaceful. I was unfortunately not able to be her when she was buried in the back yard under her favorite bush. MB was a quiet dog and the best huntress of our little pack. She was buried in her bed with her Grateful Dead leash. A more loveable dog would never be able to be found ever. She was soft and would always welcome a good belly rub. Minder Bear could sit and shake and roll half way over on command. She loved to play wall ball with me. I’m pretty sure she would get disgruntled when I would only let her have the ball for like a minute after she got it. Minder Bear will always hold a dear place in my heart as my first pet. The love in my heart for that precious mutt will never be replaced.
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