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of knowing who needed love, even as a 7-week-old puppy. As a 180-pound adult, she didn’t leap into the air, but she did travel with me across country after a devastating Midwest tornado and went into schools to comfort children who had lost their homes and sometimes their parents.
Whenever she saw someone disabled or using a wheelchair, she’d gently approach them and sit down. So loving.
As with all my pets, I named her after a goddess. Paxton, for the goddess of peace, serenity, intelligence, and strength.
My saintly soulmate was taken way too soon, and I miss her every day.
Thank you for posting, Fla Dem, from another Florida Dem.
(Sorry, I originally posted under wrong message by mistake. That’s what emotions will do to ya.
Unfortunately, when I tried to edit, I kept getting an error message. So here’s my edited message done manually.):
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Beautiful story. My Saint Bernard comfort dog for trauma kids had that same magic of knowing who needed love, even as a 7-week-old puppy. As a 180-pound adult, she didn’t leap into the air, but she did travel with me across country after a devastating Midwest tornado and went into schools to comfort children who had lost their homes and sometimes their parents.
Whenever she saw someone disabled or using a wheelchair, she’d gently approach them and sit down. So loving.
As with all my pets, I named her after a goddess. Paxton, for the goddess of peace, serenity, intelligence, and strength.
My saintly soulmate was taken way too soon, and I miss her every day. 
Thank you so much for posting, catbyte.
