Saturday 12 February 2011: ...-2011
He was herself(TM)'s dog, but every bit a favourite fuzzy faithful friend to me as well.
Knowing him - holding that huge head in my hands - was an honour; having his trust and affection heart-meltingly immeasurably more-so.
I thought about posting a photo to reflect my mood, but he deserves a better memory of the gorgeous landscape in the shadows of the mountain where we used to walk him every day.
Dearest ol' Dog, this one's for you. You were well loved.