Damn You, Wikipedia

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"It was Fala, my husband's little dog, who never really readjusted. Once, in 1945, when General Eisenhower came to lay a wreath on Franklin's grave, the gates of the regular driveway were opened and his automobile approached the house accompanied by the wailing of the sirens of a police escort. When Fala heard the sirens, his legs straightened out, his ears pricked up and I knew that he expected to see his master coming down the drive as he had come so many times. ...Fala accepted me after my husband's death, but I was just someone to put up with until the master should return."

Eleanor Roosevelt, from 'On My Own'