It’s been a tough week for the family. People and dogs. We lost one of our own. We had to say goodbye to Mr. Philo, our lab mix, who was just shy of 15. He visits my dreams, I look for him everywhere, do a head count when the dogs come in from the back yard and wonder where he is. I hope he is romping through the woods with his pals on the other side. I hope he is barking and chasing and digging and doing all those wonderful doggie things he hasn’t been able to do in quite a while. A put a little tribute to him together in a gallery. It’s about all I can manage right now.
He was always tough, but he held alot of fear inside. He was a little dog in a big dog body. We will miss him.