My nephew and his dad like Whippets.Five months ago, their Whippet, named Blaze, passed away after a long fight with cancer. They buried Blaze in the back yard. Towards the end, Blaze could barely move and couldn't eat or drink much. Thirst was a constant companion.
Recently, they got a new Whippet, named Blizzard.
Even though Blizzard never met Blaze, every day, Blizzard takes Blaze's water bowl, and lays it on Blaze's grave.
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