A few days ago I was running and a dog passed me. As it passed, I noticed that it had a huge tumor or growth on its side. The growth was under the skin, but larger than a football. It was strange because while I've seen many stray dogs with bizarre and disturbing health problems in developing countries, I've never seen one running around in Provo.
As I jogged past I thought about how the dog would probably not live much longer. Then I realized: "This dog's days are over!" It made me wish someone was with me — or that I had a camera — so I could share the thought.
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