Brando remembers my parents

When he was a puppy, Brando used to visit my parents house quite often. It was a nice break from the social pressures of a Manhattan dog park. Later, when we moved away, he would sniff any envelope or package that my mother sent, and run to the door or window to see if she was there. Today a truck arrived with furniture and art and books from my now deceased parents' house. And this is what happened:

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Rachel said…
How incredibly sweet.
Jen said…
Awww, this is so sweet. My dog so often runs off with any human who smiles at him that I often wonder if he has any sense of family at all. It's great to see Brando happily remembering your parents.
That is so sweet! His little wimper was heart breaking.
Aww, what a little sweetheart. I know all of these comments have the word sweet in it, but that is exactly what Brando is.
Dianne said…
That's quite a testimony for your parents. He must've really loved them.
Kari in WeHo said…
He obviously loved them
NYCKitten said…
I can only imagine your mother or father in that chair stroking his head. A bittersweet tribute by Mr Brando. Sending hugs from NYC...
Maureen said…
Dogs never forget the love they are given.

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