My dear Badger died last night. I know all the good things I should be thinking about, my hubby Baker and our girl Cheeky Bitch, and buddy Steve and his Sugar are getting ready to go camping with Badger now up there across The Bridge. Badger loves camping. I wish I could say I felt numb but that would be a luxury right now. This hurts like Hell. Val, give Duke an extra hug from me.