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FOREWORD

Dillon will turn seventeen in three weeks. It is a birthday I am anticipating somewhat grievously, because I know that I have to prepare myself for the inevitable. But how does a human being prepare oneself for a broken heart? He is the oldest of the dogs that live with us, and a full year older than Ben was when we

Cayr Ariel Wulff is a native Ohioan who has worked as an artist for her entire life. This is her first book. Currently, she resides in a log cabin deep in one of our Nation’s National Forests with her lifemate, four dogs and three cats. She attributes her love of animals to having been raised by Wulffs.
had to put him down. He still has a lot of spunk and no serious health problems, though there have been obvious changes in his behavior over the past year. He sleeps a lot more now and often spends entire nights held like a living teddy bear in either my arms or Dalene's. This one change in his behavior I embrace, as he was never a dog to suffer much holding and cuddling. He has always lain down to sleep against one of us or the other, or curled up behind someone's knees, but being held has always been out of the question. I pray that he will continue to do well and live at least as long as Gypsy, who was a grand old eighteen when she finally closed her eyes for the last time.

When he was a pup, Dillon was jet-black with white-tipped toes and a white blaze on his chest. He bore the undignified name of "Tippy" when he came to live with us, but we renamed him immediately. Dalene told me that he'd turn silver, but I didn't believe her. However, by the time he was 9 months old, just as Dalene had predicted, his coat had turned a mostly solid shade of silver, and his white markings became nearly invisible.

Dillon has always been an extraordinary dog. He has more personality and intelligence than any dog I've ever known, and there have been many dogs in my lifetime. His pending birthday makes me think of all the fun we've had together, and what a rewarding experience it's been to know him. It makes me worry that I won't remember everything about him when he's gone, and I don't want to forget a thing. I want to remember his scent, and his gangly legs and fantail, and that goofy white scar on his black leather nose. I want to remember his astounding displays of humor, his toothy smile, and the way he flew on the end of a leash when he was a puppy - - like he was trying to become a kite.

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Born Without a Tail
Copyright 2006, C.A. Wulff
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SYNOPSIS

When your home has a revolving door for abused and abandoned animals, keeping pets takes on a whole new dimension! Sometimes hilarious, sometimes heart-rending, Born Without a Tail chronicles the true-life adventures of two animal rescuers living with an ever-changing house full of pets. The author takes us on a journey from childhood through adulthood, sharing tales, (mis)adventures and insights garnered from a lifetime of encounters with a menagerie of twenty remarkable animals.