August 10, 2005

He did his best. He fought for as long as he could. He waited for me to come home from Ohio before resting. He died with Kim and me petting him in bed on his favorite blanket.

I keep expecting to see him when I walk into the office. Every bump on the stairs makes me think he is coming up to visit me in my office.

He was a loving dog. Silly at times. Noble and heroic, too. He was loved by all especially by Kim, Adina and me. His blond haired girl #2, Kimberly, loved him as did John and the other people on the staff.

We miss you, my sweet small dog.