My folks are always telling me that I have to pass on all the hugs and kisses they give me, to all those who have suffered, or passed over the Rainbow Bridge. I love hugs, and whenever there’s any around, I go after ’em. They make me wiggle all over. When I nap (with one eye open in case there’s a food op), I visit with all the dogs (ok, ok, and cats) that don’t get hugs, and I pass ’em on to them.
Whenever we see a sad dog, or my hoomans hear a sad story about suffering or cruelty, they always tell me, “More hugs for Wayman. Be sure to pass them on to all the other dogs (and cats) when you take a nap!” … and so I do. You should, too. W00f.
Carpe Canis, Serva Mundi