Joe, may he rest in peace, was the sweetest dog ever. He was found wandering the streets of Kansas City and the people who found him put his picture up on the bulletin board at work. He was probably six months old when we adopted him, and lived 14 more years. I gave him insulin twice a day for the last 42 months of his life. (His name was Darwin when we adopted him, but we knew immediately that the name didn't fit his personality.)
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