The prints were taken while babysitting the best (and biggest) dog I ever knew.
The box holds Caesar's ashes behind a mispelled name plate.
I'm just glad I got to hang with him as much as I did.
He was a good dog
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He looks like a good dog.
Looks like a sweet dog with a soft muzzle. Good for needed hugs.
One time we were playing rough and I got slammed into a wall and messed-up my wrist plus got a big lump on my head.
Caesar was 115 lbs at the time, but I swear he was stronger and tougher than me despite his advanced age. The great white shark of dogs.
I heard that weimaraners were bred to go for the genitals when hunting, but thankfully he never menaced my junk because we were pals.
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