He was a little over 2 1/2 and we'd had him since he was 8 weeks old. He was a sweet puppy who loved people and loved Aizy. I still am sad when I go outside to get boxes, check the mail, or take out the trash because he isn't there to greet me. We are moving in a week so that will help the sadness of him pass because this is the only home he's known. We took him lots of places with us; Grandma and Grandpa's, the Stanger's, my parents house, camping twice, and last summer we took him boating! He didn't like swimming unless he could touch so he didn't enjoy being thrown into the river.

With kitty Shadow (who mysteriously disappeared about mid-June. I assume they're playing together in heaven)
Jack on his favorite rug :)



