{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Viral Story World","provider_url":"https:\/\/viralstoryworld.com","author_name":"admin","author_url":"https:\/\/viralstoryworld.com\/index.php\/author\/admin\/","title":"Part 2: My Father Was Seventy-Five and Dying in Hospice. On His Last Night, He Asked for One Thing \u2014 to Have His Old Pit Bull Lifted Onto His Chest. What the Dog Did After My Father Stopped Breathing, and What the Dog Did One Week Later, Is Why Our Motorcycle Club Still Rides Past That Field Every Year.","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"
Part 2: My Father Was Seventy-Five and Dying in Hospice. On His Last Night, He Asked for One Thing \u2014 to Have His Old Pit Bull Lifted Onto His Chest. What the Dog Did After My Father Stopped Breathing, and What the Dog Did One Week Later, Is Why Our Motorcycle Club Still Rides Past That Field Every Year.<\/a><\/blockquote>