Very early today in deep France Profunde, a graceful old Polish Sheepdog by the name of Wilf left this world. He had outlived his initial prognosis of 3 days by over a year and a half, teaching those of us who followed him how to love, live, laugh and be generous (as well as diplomatic!).
Our prayers go out to Angus, the Font, Madame Bay, Wilf's waitress, the cafe crowd, the mayor and all in Wilf's town and the world who knew and loved him. Please visit his passing HERE as well as Pamela Terry's Edward's premonition HERE.