So then my dog, Rusty reaches the end of his life last Friday. His health wasn't the greatest, but a ruptured tumor in his eye, I think, spelled the end. He was a sweet boy and always was a darling at the vet's office. We could count on him sniffing the air and letting out a loud howl every time anyone walked by the privacy fence in the back yard. he was playful and loved being outside, running about the yard and sniffing every blade of grass.

Rest well my friend. Say hi to Gambit and Bennie.