He made his journey to the bridge calmly and with dignity, leaving only happy memories of our 90lb goofball hunting dawg couch potato, lap dog.
When I am missing that big lug nut, I will look to the sky and see his eternal flame once again shining bright and strong , this time lighting the way for those that will follow him.
RUN GOOFBALL, run to your heart's content, just look back occasionally and know that we LOVE you. Until we met again big guy.
What lovely, heartfelt, Trubute to a faithful companion.
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