Story for all you dog lovers: I took...well, dragged...Shep on a walk this afternoon. He needs an extra walk away from his 16 year-old sis, but recently when the leash comes out in the afternoon, he literally tries to blend into the couch.

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Anyway, we were walking at the harbor and I saw an older couple - a woman helping her husband who was laboring with a can. The husband had a US Marine vet hat (Shep's kind of guy).

The wife was also carrying an almost full bag of bread crumbs -

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presumably meant for the seagulls and ducks and egrets. And I noticed that she looked quite sad. Shep noticed her too; although for a different reason - he spotted the bread crumbs.

So Shep walked over to the vet, and oh man, did his face light up.

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He asked what kind of dog Shep was (mix from Tennessee), how old he was (because I mentioned he was made to go on the walk because he was getting chunky), and then he asked if it was okay and his wife filled his trembling hand with bread crumbs, which he then threw

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on the ground, and Shep immediately vacuumed up.

Then he patted Shep, and as they continued to walk to their car, both of their demeanors lightened. Shep and I kept walking and I cried a little under my aviators.

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