Trio
I'll never forget the day Elizabeth and Lydia brought Trio to me, I was so happy, he was beautiful, he was everything you could ever ask for in a dog! Smart, Funny and a Lover. A happy dog all the way around, he loved everyone and everything. He passed suddenly on Feb.19 2008 at the age of 3 of cancer, a tumor we dindn't even know he had burst. Within 36 hours my baby was gone! He played, ran and was always getting into something up to his last days. He loved walks on the beach, walks in the park, playing in the snow and loved his playmate Kizer. He was spoiled to the point of no return. He loved his trips to Petsmart, he knew more toys were coming his way. He loved going for rides in the truck, he loved his bandana's that were personalized with his name and always had a strut on him when he had them on. He loved his smoked bones I had the butcher make for him and gourmet cookies...and of course he loved his Mommie. Chewing gum was always good for a laugh, I lost my best friend, we went everywhere together, he was always by my side..making me laugh or just curling up on me to get his belly rubbed. I'm happy for the time I had with him and will always have fond memories of him, he gave me the three best years you could ask for, he was a special dog...He was the best. I am very saddened by his loss, I know God has him now, and he is in the best hands, God must have needed him. Trio has touched everyone's life who came in contact with him, and he is missed deeply by alot of people.. I'm still numb from his quick passing. I know I did right, no more pain, no more seizures, you're running and playing again. You will always be with me in spirit, and we will meet again, Rest in Peace Puppy Trio...Love Mommie.

Chief
It's a wonderful thing, the bond between a boy and his dog. I pity the man who spends his time on this earth without knowing the companionship of a dog. That same man may very well measure his wealth by the money in his wallet or the car in his garage. You taught me that the measure of a man's wealth is the amount of love he gives-- the amount of love he receives. Truly you have made me the wealthiest man on the planet. I will miss our games of 'tag' in the yard, our wrestling in the living room, the silly face you made with your head cocked to one side, ears alert and one lip curled up.

Wait for me at the Bridge, my friend. I will come for you.