The neighbourhood greeter

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I'm the neighbour. Charlie visited me every single morning for eleven years. He'd sit on my porch until I came out with the toast crust, then walk me to my car. My kids learned to walk holding onto his fur. He was part of our family too.

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Last summer

2025 · Lake Muskoka · Family

He couldn't swim far anymore so Dad carried him out and just held him in the water. He closed his eyes and looked so happy. We all pretended not to cry.

Added by Anna Smith

First swim at the lake

2013 · Lake Muskoka · Travel & places

He'd never seen water bigger than a bathtub. He walked in up to his chest, looked back at us, and then just… went. Swam straight out toward a loon like he had an appointment. We spent the rest of the summer trying to get him *out* of the lake.

Added by Paul Smith

The sock collection

Laughter

We found them all when we moved the couch. Twenty-three socks. Not one matching pair. He had been building it for years and looked genuinely betrayed when we took them back.

Added by Anna Smith