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It's been over 20 years since I was able to see these two play together. Elsa was our Lab/Pyre mix and McKinley was our friends' Malamute. 

He weighted 150 lbs. and she ....about 95 lbs. 
The first time they met they became instant friends, within 10 minutes they started to play and this continued until McKinley's death about 5 years later.
We made the mistake of letting them play in the house the first time, but with a combined weight of over 200 lbs. it felt like a 4.8 earth quack in our house.


Two years after his death, Elsa and I saw another malamute during our daily walk. This dog was about 50 yds. away walking towards us. When Elsa saw him she raised her head and I swear she had a smile on her face. She started to pull on the leash walking faster but when he was just a little bit closer I could see that she knew it wasn't McKinley. She lowered her head, slowed her pace, and lost all interest for the rest of our walk. Elsa died 3 years later. 
When a clap of thunder strikes during a storm and shakes our house like a 4.8 earth quake, I just smile and know they are at it again.

June 20, 1999. I still miss her.






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  1. Beautiful. But quit writing posts like these. I get too emotional these days. But seriously, one of your best posts.

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  2. Aww such a sweet post about your best friend. We visited Titus last night Border Collie/Prye mix...he is still growing:)

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