Caught Sammy prowling through the backyard, acting like he’s not a huge buttery sweet mess of lovey dovey.
Chase you have been gone for three years today and it still feels like yesterday. We are still a dog-free family because we’re scared no dog will ever even come close to being as great as you were. We miss you every day Bubba.
Pardon the messy desk. Every time I open the window (which I have to do when I swatch polish) this happens. Sigh.