his attention-stealing pupsister Lucy that he would strut out to fawning friends as if to say, "Here I am. I've been here all along." While Dugan certainly thought himself a ferocious predator, it was he who was the most nurturing and in tune with me during my pregnancy. He knew all along, 3/
and would insist on keeping a gentle paw on my belly at all times. I'm not sure he knew what he was in for, but he grew to love my child despite the ruckus. A great, fluffy distraction, he'd always find a way to interfere with any reading and writing, often sprawling across my Bible during study. 4/
God loves all that he created. He created animals before us, and he called them good. They are his and he loves them even more than we do. I truly hope Dugan is resting in the Word once more, along with his regal and majestic brother Sway and his most affectionate pupbrother Rocky. My heart aches.
