This evening, my dear dog Bandit died. He was at least fifteen and a half, possibly older (I never could get a clear answer from the various people who had him before I). He was a big old beautiful mutt, the gentlest and sweetest-natured dog I've ever known. I got to live with him for fourteen years. He was my dearest and truest and most constant companion. I will miss him forever.
Quote from: Sarah on August 30, 2011, 08:02:10 PMThis evening, my dear dog Bandit died. He was at least fifteen and a half, possibly older (I never could get a clear answer from the various people who had him before I). He was a big old beautiful mutt, the gentlest and sweetest-natured dog I've ever known. I got to live with him for fourteen years. He was my dearest and truest and most constant companion. I will miss him forever.So so sorry, Sarah. I wish you peace.
Thank you, everybody.
One week today. Also, I was remiss not to say this earlier: thank you, especially, Big Plastic Head; I know you are grieving, too.