Whatever is, is good.

I'm not sure where this quote came from; I think it was in a little book of dog poetry that someone gave me years ago.

I had it carved on a piece of granite to mark the grave of my joyful Labrador Retriever, Mickey.

"Whatever is, is good.
She wears her joy of living like a crown."

It summed her up perfectly.

Mickey lived 16 happy years. One afternoon she started to struggle for breath. We rushed her to the vet and found that she had a deer bone wedged in her throat. We couldn't save her but I take consolation in knowing that she died doing what she loved best: eating something stinky.

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