Oh Layla Girl, you were the sweetest and most joyful dog. We were in debate up until your final moment as to whether you were a complete idiot or smart enough to play dumb really well. Noah says we were playing checkers while you played chess. I think he might be right. You played hard to the very end and loved us all well. I'm so glad I chose to rescue you and make you part of our family, despite questioning my sanity for doing so repeatedly since. You, my pretty girl are one of a kind and I'm going to miss you and your shenanigans. I'm praying heaven has bottomless bowls, no scales and lots of treats. Kiss your brother for me.
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