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  Marshal

Marshal was actually my dog, Karolyn (Kar-Lynn). I had wanted a Dalmatian for as long as I could remember. I remember the day my parents brought him home. I was in the 8th grade and had come home from school. I saw my dad sitting in the truck and I was wondering what he was doing just sitting there. He had called me over. When I walked to the driver door, sitting in his lap was a little spotted dog. How cute I thought, and asked "Who's dog is that?" My dad told me he was mine. From that point he became my baby, my pain in the butt.
 

   
Marshal
  No matter what he did, chewing on everything, eating the walls, eating my moms plants, digging everywhere, I still loved him. It's only been a few months since his passing and I can still sometimes, when it's late at night, or when I get off of work, hear his bark. I miss my baby, but I know he's in a better place and one day I'll be with him again. I love him so very much and am thankful for the joy he brought to my life. He was with me from age 14 until 27. He lived a long, happy life. Thank you at WSU Vetmed for allowing him to live on.
 
 
 
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