To a great friend

My mom called me tonight to let me know that they have to put down one of their dogs tomorrow. The oldest, Yoda has been sick for awhile. I shouldn't say sick, lets just say he hasn't been alright for awhile. I guess he took a turn for the worse this weekend. So tomorrow he is going in.

Even though I knew this was coming and have known for a long time, I am still pretty upset over it.



He is Bichon Frise mixed with Jack Russell Terrior. He would have been 11 yrs old this fall.



He loved sleeping on his chair. He was not happy having to share the chair, as he deemed it was his.




He loved cheese more than any other dog that I have ever known. He could be sleeping upstairs and you could carefully and quietly open a package of cheese in the kitchen and he would be up and down those stairs faster than you could cut the cheese.



So here's to you old friend. May doggy heaven be full of comfy chairs, cheese and sunny days.