THE K9 WOULDN’T LEAVE HIS SIDE—EVEN AT THE FUNERAL
I didn’t think I’d cry that hard. Not in front of all those people. But when Rex—my uncle’s retired K9 partner—jumped onto the casket, something broke in me. Uncle Mateo was a combat vet, tough as they come. He served two tours and came home with Rex, a jet-black German Shepherd who probably saved his…
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