Today, Peanuts would have been 18. It's hard to believe that she's been gone for two and a half years already. While not the "Mother of All Schnauzers" (that was Schatzie, my dad's schnauzer), Peanuts was their Queen. Although it may not be entirely fair to all other schnauzers that they should be compared to the greatness that was Peanuts, there is no shame in falling short of her standard of perfection. Indeed, Westley found it liberating. He knew it was an honor to be able to bask in Peanuts' glorious schnauzerness. So maybe he wasn't as much of a fool as he'd have had us believe. Well, yeah, he was but nonetheless he knew enough to appreciate Peanuts' (relatively) benevolent reign.
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