We preserved our heritage by hiding our true selves and
taking on the identity of friend and servant.
For so many of our brothers and sisters, our present reality
has become the only one they know and they have lost their dog sense. We must all remember together as one if the
Dog Apocalypse is to be the reckoning and progression we hope.
Let us pray to the Great Fido that our memory, our story and
our truth will triumph the years we have spent in hiding and pretending to
forget.
Let us remember from the beginning. Let us tell our story.
